The years go by.

Cohen: I hope you don’t mind that I brought my Being along.

Eeeexcellent. I think I’ll put it in my front hall.

I hope you don’t mind that I brought my Being along.

Lackey: Boss? It’s a Jessica Lake. You said you’d take her call today?

Cohen: Oh, right.

Stu: Hey, Jess. How are you doing?

Uh-huh . . .

. . . what?

What do you mean, “malignant”?