Jonathan's there. He encourages Dave. He's like, man, this is my old best friend.
It's like, how are you doing? It's been a couple years. Yeah, how's it been going,
Jonathan? Hey, I've had nice food. I've slept really well. My life is going
great. How's it been going for you? Well, your dad tried to kill me, you
know, in February. Then, you know, March rolled around. He almost got me, but I
got away. Then June rolled around, and, you know, there was an error that went
straight over my head. And, you know, I slept on a rock last night, and I
was eating, like, locust and wild honey for my diet. I thought I might
starve to death. I thought I might die of thirst. That's how it's been going for
me, but I'm glad it's going good for you. I'm glad they're taking a neutral
position where you're not willing to stand up for what's right. I'm glad it
worked out for you. I'm glad your life is blessed, and everything's great.
But here's the reality. I doubt David really felt and looked at him
really like that was his best friend anymore.