Noah: Dusting. Dusting….. [Noah tries to rack his brain for who that even could be] It doesn’t… [a muffled yawn can be heard in the background along with the sound of a large body rolling over] I’m so tired. Why are you calling me at 6 in the morning?
Dustin: Dustin! Not Dusting. It’s- wait, it’s six in the morning? And I don’t know. I just felt like it.

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