Our Publicist Said We Can't Talk About This

It's on, it's on the same street.

And then guess what happened? Guess what happened? So Taylor goes to pick him up.

I appreciate that.

He comes upstairs, he comes back into the house, and I'm looking for him because I want to talk to him because, because, you know, he gets pissy and I can't find him and he's outside in the backyard staring out at the view, like leaning over, like, like, like…

Okay, okay, that was a joke. I was joking about that.

Wasn't a joke.