Before my dad died when I was little and I'd get a cold or something, yeah my mom would make chicken noodle soup but my dad always came home with cheeseburgers cause sometimes I just wouldn't eat. But he'd cut the cheeseburger into four small triangles and sit there with me while I ate it. And it always made me feel better.

[He grabs the things by the door and finds a spot on the floor to sit down.]

I brought us cheeseburgers cause they make things better.