Gary Bunda:
Look, everybody knows that we don't get along, right?
Geoff:
Yeah.
Gary Bunda:
So no one's gonna come looking for me if I'm staying with my step-brother...
Geoff:
No.
Gary Bunda:
...on his futon in his basement.
Geoff:
No. No, no, no, Gary.
Gary Bunda:
Hear me out. Hear me out. Hear me out. Look, look, look, look, right? Postcards. Take this postcard, put it up on the fridge, right? It all says I'm in Hawaii.
Geoff:
Yeah, this says Atlanta, Gary. They all say Atlanta.
Gary Bunda:
I know that. It's 'cause they don't sell Hawaii postcards in Atlanta, and I went and I told them, "You need something from every state, because you don't know where you're gonna be, and where you're gonna need to tell people that you are at."
