Chapter 3- The Fall of the House of Jessie
Breaking up with Jessie was not easy. Between Rick being so afraid of hurting her feelings and therefore not prepared to do what adults do, and Jessie constantly calling his phone and waiting in his house when he either was not there or hiding in that closet, the whole situation was a bit much. After Rick and Michonne returned from their faux lunch date, Rick decided to take another small break from the office to meet Jessie in a public place to hopefully avoid a scene once the deed was done. Jessie could be a little dramatic and he wanted to keep embarrassment down to a minimum. Rick did not want to wait until after work. At least during lunch break there would be a firm limit on the meeting time. Thirty minutes, Rick would tell her, he was only on a small break. It was still early, only a quarter after noon. He and Michonne had an early lunch. Rick quickly pulled out his phone and dialed Jessie's number.
When Rick finally called Jessie back after two weeks of avoidance and hiding in closets, she was elated. She acted like she just won the lotto. She kept talking and talking on the phone and Rick could not get a word in edgewise. When Jessie finally took a breath, Rick asked her to meet him at a coffee shop in thirty minutes and Jessie was even more overjoyed. Jessie was already ready as she had started getting dolled up as soon as she got the text from Rick earlier. Jessie finally received a return call and now a face-to-face afternoon rendezvous on the same day, Jessie was on cloud nine.
Rick: I need some help with my practice breakup speech.
Shane: Why don't you pull her in the closet with you Rick, or how about, FUCK YOU AND FUCK JESSIE. I AM WORKING. Be in the conference room at one Rick. We have work to do.
Rick thought it best to not tell Shane his plans to meet Jessie. He figured he would be back no later than 1:30pm.
Glenn: Shane, you need some chamomile tea? Woozy face emoji
Abe: I know what he needs. Peach emoji, bone emoji, waterspout emoji
Rick: I googled some stuff, I will just make notecards. Thanks for nothing!
Darryl: ROTFLMAO!
Abe: ROTFLMAO!
Darryl: ROTFLMAO is mine Abe. That is my signature text. Don't use it.
They all heard something break in Shane's office.
Glenn: Shane? Worried emoji
Shane: STOP TEXTING AND GET THE FUCK BACK TO FUCKING WORK. DO YOUR FUCKING JOBS! RICK? ONE O'CLOCK! BE HERE!
Glenn: I'm on my way to give you a hug Shane. Face with thermometer emoji
Distant hollering is heard.
Abe: Ummm Glenn, you ok? I can hear you crying?
Abe had his ear to the hallway men's restroom entrance door.
Glenn: Shane is so mean.
Shane: Goddamn right
Darryl: ROTFLMAO
Shane: ROTFLMAO and work at the same time Darryl
Darryl: No
Abe: ROTFLMAO
Darryl: ABE!
Rick paced back and forth in his office practicing his speech. He had notecards and everything. He was ready to go, and around twenty minutes after Rick and Michonne arrived back from their lunch non-date, Rick left again to meet Jessie, but not before telling Michonne his destination, who was meeting, and what he was going to say. Michonne laughed to herself when he handed her his notecards. She thought it was cute but did not make any of her thoughts known to Rick. Instead, Michonne gave no response, no smile or frown, no words, just nothing, and handed the cards back to Rick. It made Rick anxious.
Rick stood in Michonne's office, shifting from foot to foot for a while longer just staring at Michonne as she smiled brighter than the sun gazing back at him. Rick wanted Michonne to give his speech her stamp of approval, but Michonne did not want to be involved in his breakup. That was not her place. What Rick was going to do with Jessie was going to happen without her input. It needed to be fully Rick's decision and Rick's decision alone. So Michonne decided to just smile at Rick, careful not to offer any biased advice. There was a long gap of silence, each just staring at the other, and finally Michonne decided to end the awkwardness by asking Rick if he needed anything else. Rick stared at her for a few seconds more before shaking his head no then slipped out of her office.
Once Rick left, Michonne grinned and shook her head at Rick's antics and went back to scouring a new contract and researching patents for some interesting things Eugene had been working on. After a bit, she left her office headed towards the restrooms and when heard Shane asking Carol about Rick's whereabouts, Michonne winced, and she quickly turned on her heels and eased right on back into her office making sure to shut her door. Michonne figured she could hold it for a few more minutes until Shane left the reception area and proceeded to do the pee pee dance to stave off the urgency.
"Where's Rick?" Asked Shane to an annoyed Carol.
"I am not everybody's keeper Shane," Carol said dryly.
Shane arched his eyebrow and made a mental note for Maggie to remind Carol of her job description. Keeper was technically her main job function. Shane sucked his teeth and Carol rolled her eyes and told her boss the little she knew.
"Have you seen him?" Shane continued annoyed.
"He stepped out for a minute, said he would be right back," announced Carol without looking up from her task irritated that she was being distracted from putting all the confirmed meetings in the calendar for the following week (the definition of a keeper by the way).
Carol was at work to do what she was supposed to do, which was work. She thought the others could benefit from the same wisdom and dedicated work ethic she possessed.
"What time did he leave?" Asked Shane.
"12:45ish," replied Carol.
Shane looked at his watch. It was 1:00pm.
"Let me know when he gets back, please," requested Shane who was starting to fall right back into his Rick funk despite how well Rick did sealing the Nelson and Associates deal earlier in the day.
Shane at first believed that it was mostly Michonne that led to the successful contract negotiations, but when Michonne informed him how Rick handled the meeting and how it was Rick that had them all cowering, Shane fist bumped the air and shouted, "He's back," much to Michonne's amusement.
Shane was glad that he had his business partner fully large and in-charge again, but mostly, Shane was excited that he may be comfortable enough to go back to being the slightly irresponsible but delightful ladies' man persona that he perfected so well. He no longer had to worry about Rick. Or so he thought. Now Rick seemed to be up to his antics again.
"Will do," replied Carol eyes still glued to her appointment book and computer, "Don't forget you and Rick have a meeting at three thirty."
"That's why I'm looking for him Carol," Shane spat with irritation.
Carol gave him the evil eye and Shane nervously pretended he did not see it and looked down as this watch. Nobody messed with Carol. Shane got beside himself.
It was already a little after one in the afternoon and Shane began to get nervous. 'Where the fuck is Rick,' Shane thought to himself as he looked at his watch for what seemed like the hundredth time. They were supposed to meet at one. They needed to go over some background information before the potential clients arrived. Shane was extremely annoyed and sucked his teeth and thought about stopping by Michonne's office to see if she knew what errand Rick needed to run but decided against it since her door was shut. Michonne was still dancing behind the door cursing Shane and she was now was slightly bent with her legs crossed. She prayed Shane would leave and she made it to the restroom on time.
Shane: Where are you? We have a meeting at 3:30! We were supposed to meet at one!
Rick: …
Rick:
Shane watched those dots waiting for his response. When they disappeared Shane got agitated.
Shane: RICK!
Rick thought about texting Shane back but decided against it. Rick needed to focus on one thing at a time. Shane would just have to wait. Rick was sure he would be back within the hour and that would give him and Shane plenty of time to go over all the aspects before the meeting. Rick already had every detail sorted, every t crossed and i dotted when it came to the deal. Rick was more than prepared for the meeting. He had everything covered at work. Rick needed to focus on his personal life right now.
Rick made it to the coffee shop first and found a table in the back corner, then thought better of it and moved to a table in the center of the shop. The corner was too private, he needed this to be public to keep Jessie from any outlandish behavior. Rick sat and shuffled through his notecards and even practiced out loud. A young woman sitting at the next table overheard him practicing and chuckled. The stranger was about to leave, but based on what was about to happen, she decided to stay put figuring she was about to see a show.
When Jessie walked in, Rick took a deep breath and nervously shuffled his notecards in his hands and became apprehensive at her appearance. Jessie had gotten all dolled up. She had her blond hair curled and wore bright red lipstick and her best outfit. The dress seemed more appropriate for spring and not well into January. It was a sleeveless orange dress with white owl faces inside a multitude of yellow sunflowers littered all over the dress. It was the ugliest dress Rick had even seen. Those creepy and hideous bird faces were staring and him and everyone else in that restaurant from every single angle. One kid stared crying when she passed by. The dress stopped just above the knee and she had on high heels, if you could call them high heels. Rick did not know the name but if he did, he would recognize them as kitten heels. They did nothing to help her boring legs.
Rick reflected as he looked Jessie up and down and noted that Michonne wore really high heels, showed off her fabulous legs and they even seemed to spotlight her big juicy ass that he craved to squeeze in his hands. He looked at Jessie's butt and gaged, it was flat. 'Gross,' Rick thought and shuddered. He could never go back to flat after seeing Michonne and watching THE SWAY. Rick considered that with all of Jessie's effort at getting all prettied up, she paled in comparison to Michonne even on Michonne's worst day. Then Rick supposed better. Michonne did not have "worst" days. Michonne would also never wear something as tasteless and hideous as the dress Jessie had on. Rick's woman had style and class.
Rick smiled brightly at that thought and Jessie thought Rick's giant grin was all for her and that got her excited. Jessie, now all smiles and giggles, jogged to the table in her little kitten heels and placed Rick in a tight bearhug from behind that lasted a little too long. The stranger sitting next to Rick was now giddy and the scene before her. She could not wait to see what happened next.
"Uhh, Jessie have a seat please. We need to talk. I got you your favorite coffee and that scone thing you like," said Rick trying to move Jessie off of him and into her chair.
If Michonne was there and in his ear, she would have told him that buying Jessie that fancy coffee and scone was not a good idea. Rick should have just asked her to sit and broke the news to the blond firmly and then got out the hell up out of there. Buying Jessie her favorite anything would cause confusion, and it did. Rick should have stuck with nothing or at the most, a small cup of black coffee, black only, sugar and cream could cause confusion too.
"Thanks Rick, you remembered!" Jessie responded all heart eyes and big toothy smiles as she took a tiny bite of her scone, "I will save the rest for later; I need to watch my figure!"
How could he forget what she liked? Jessie ordered the same exact thing every single time they went to any coffee shop. A boring scone. Not even a blueberry or chocolate scone. Just a regular plain ole basic scone. No icing on it or anything. Jessie did not like flavor. Seemed like she was allergic to it. She never tried anything new or anything with any spice to it. She liked her baked potato plain, no butter, no salt. Just plain boring. And Jessie was always worried about her figure. Now that Rick's eyes were opened to the magnificence of curves, he realized Jessie needed to eat the whole scone and a sandwich to help fill-in her bony basic body. Rick sucked his teeth and looked sideways at the blond.
Not his Michonne though. She always tried new things. He loved that about her. He also loved Michonne's curves. He thought it was sexy and womanly. Michonne liked to eat, and he loved it! Rick almost got lost in his thoughts again but was interrupted by Jessie's mouth speaking a hundred words per minute. Rick realized at that very moment, that Jessie was boring and irritating, then reflected on why he used to find Jessie and her conversation stimulating before. Was he boring too? He would need to fix that for his Michonne. Rick did not want to bore his new woman!
"Uhh, yeah Jessie, Ok," Rick said as he watched her wrap her scone in a napkin and put it in her purse.
Rick shook his head and then began his speech by shifting to his notecard number one. The stranger laughed out loud when she noticed the action and Rick looked in her direction perplexed. The stranger quickly averted her eyes and pretended to drink coffee from her empty cup. Rick refocused on his cards and cleared his throat.
"Jessie, first I would like to say how much I have enjoyed, no wait," Rick stopped, he had crossed out enjoyed and wrote the new word at the bottom, "How much I have loathed," Rick paused again eyeing Jessie hoping she didn't hear that, he was not supposed to stay that out loud, he wrote that as a funny for himself, "how much I have appreciated the time we have spent together these last six months," Rick continued.
The stranger nearly fell out of her seat she was laughing so hard. She could not contain her amusement, nor did she want to. She thought Rick was a ridiculous delight to her day.
"Rick, why are you reading from notecards?" Asked a perplexed Jessie darting her eyes back and forth between Rick and the cards in his hand.
"I am trying to break up with you and I wrote a speech," Rick replied off-handedly while he looked through his notecards.
Turns out, Michonne was right. Rick just needed big boy pants and not cheat sheets. Rick did not realize that he unintentionally blurted out the reason for their meeting. He was still rifling through is cards looking for his next point. The stranger hollered her enjoyment. Jessie turned to the stranger confused and the woman picked up her phone and pretended to scroll through as if her glee were coming from some hilarity on her cell. Jessie refaced back towards Rick hoping she did not just hear what she thought she heard. She tried to get Rick's attention by whispering his name, but between her low talk and the stranger's raucous laughter, Rick did not hear. He kept looking through his notes until he heard a loud piercing wail.
"RIIIICCCCCCCCKKKKK! WHHHHYYYYYYYY!" Howled Jessie trying to grab the cards from Ricks hands but was evaded.
After Rick accidently spilled the beans about the breakup, Jessie started full blown crying and Rick did not know what to do. Meeting at the coffee shop and sitting in the center of the restaurant did not prevent Jessie from her antics as planned. Rick looked at his notecards and thinking he had only just gotten started with his speech!
"Why are you crying? I ain't even got to the breakup part yet?" Rick asked perplexed.
The stranger cackled.
That made Jessie screech harder and louder, and most of the customers in the establishment were now looking over at their table. Rick shifted though the cards to find the one that he wrote his possible scenario responses on. Once he found card number fourteen, Rick looked at all the scenarios he wrote down based on how Jessie took the news.
If Jessie asks why—Pretend to go to the restroom and slip out of the restaurant.
If Jessie gets angry-Pretend to go to the restroom and slip out of the restaurant.
If Jessie cries- Pretend to go to the restroom and slip out of the restaurant.
Rick was just about to rise from his chair when Jessie gave a reaction he not prepared for.
"Please Rick, let's talk about this on the weekend trip you promised to take me on three weeks ago!" Cried Jessie through her sobs and hiccups.
Rick sat there dumbfounded. He looked for a fifteenth card that was not there, then looked back at Jessie clueless about his answer. He did promise to take Jessie on a trip after he called her to breakup, and she kept talking and talking and his mind was going in every direction. She was asking a thousand questions a minute and Rick could barely keep track and when asked about the getaway, he said yes when he meant to say no. Rick tried to backpedal but Jessie had him, and that was all she talked about for the next several minutes until Rick just hung up the phone. Now, Rick was confused as to the proper etiquette of keeping that promise. What made it worse, Jessie refused to allow the breakup until after the trip to give her time to convince Rick that she was the one for him. The stranger was on pins and needles as to what the Rick would do!
Rick was on edge and was also on the verge of agreeing to the trip when he got a text.
Michonne: How is it going Rick?
Rick's grin extended from ear to ear. 'She only pretended not to care when I told her what I was leaving to do,' he thought, 'that woman drives me WILD! I love her!'
"Why are you smiling at a time like this Rick!" Wailed Jessie as Rick haphazardly threw her some napkins that were on the table without taking his eyes of his phone.
The stranger chuckled and watched as Jessie wiped her eyes.
Rick: Terrible, she is crying and refusing the breakup until I take her on a weekend getaway. What do I do?
Michonne: Do you want to go on the trip with her Rick?
Rick: NO! OF COURSE NOT!
Michonne: Do not scream at me Rick.
Rick: Sorry
Michonne: Do you want to tell her no Rick?
Rick: I do
"Are you seriously texting right now Rick!" Jessie shrieked looking for more napkins to catch her seemingly endless tears, "Who are you talking to?"
Rick: She is asking who I am talking to. What do I say?
Michonne: What do you want to say Rick?
Rick: My girlfriend.
Michonne: Am I your girlfriend Rick?
Rick: I want you to be!
Michonne: But how can I be your girlfriend when you already have one Rick?
"I'm talking to my new girlfriend," Rick stated plainly to Jessie which caused her to cry even harder.
The stranger gasped at this new twist. Both Rick and Jessie turned to face the woman who at this point gave zero fucks about being caught and did not avert her gaze. She was all in now. She was going to see this conversation through to the end, nosy table neighbor or not!
Rick refocused back to his phone.
Rick: I told her I was talking to my new girlfriend now she is crying even harder. Do I just leave?
Michonne: Do you want to leave Rick?
Rick: I do
"I'm going to leave now Jessie. I need to get back to work. I am really sorry for how this all worked out," Rick uttered as he got up from the table.
Jessie lunged at Rick and wrapped her arms around him and refused to let him go. The stranger's eyes were glued to the couple, eyes rapidly darting between the two.
Rick: I got up to leave but she jumped up and now she has her arms wrapped around me?
Michonne: Do you like her arms wrapped around you Rick?
Rick: No, I want your arms wrapped around me.
"Jessie, I need to go. I am sure you will find someone who will truly cherish you. It' s just not me. I'm sorry for this, but I tried to tell you three weeks ago, but you wouldn't listen. Please let me go, people are staring," beseeched a now embarrassed red-faced Rick.
"No Rick, I am not going to let you go that easy. I am going to fight for you. For us!" Shouted Jessie.
The stranger could not contain her response, "you fight girl!"
Rick cut his eyes the woman who was now encouraging the blond.
Rick: Jessie said she is going to fight for me.
Michonne: Do you want Jessie to fight for you Rick?
Rick: Nope
"Jessie, please don't. I am going to make a clean break which means I am not going to answer your calls anymore (not a big change there). And I need my key to my home back please," requested Rick.
"I don't have it," lied Jessie through a steady stream of tears and holding her head high in defiance.
"I see it right there on your key ring," responded Rick with his brows furrowed highly confused.
"That's not your key," fibbed Jessie a second time, "you can come to my house to get it tonight if you want it so bad."
The stranger changed sides, "give the man his key girl, he don't want you!"
Jessie narrowed her eyes at the woman and Rick nodded his agreement.
Rick: She is refusing to give me back my house key. I see it on her keyring, but she claims it is not my key, but I know it is. She wants me to come to her house tonight.
Michonne: Do you want to go to her house tonight Rick?
Rick: No
Michonne: Do you want her to have access to your house Rick?
Rick: Can you get all the locks changed on my house ASAP?
Darryl: Sho nuff! I have been wanting to update your security and entry for a while. I'll get Rosita and we will have it done by tomorrow. All new keypad entry. That way you don't have to worry about ex-girlfriends not giving you back your key when you ask them for it. You can just delete their code. Lmao!
Rick: how do you know about Jessie not giving me back my key?
"RICK! STOP TEXTING RIGHT NOW!" Yelped Jessie as she tried to reach for his phone, but for just a quick second, a blink and you would miss it amount of time, dominate Rick showed up.
Jessie saw it in Rick's eyes. So did the stranger who quickly decided to start minding her own business when she saw the aggressive glint in Rick's eye. They went from a clear blue to darker hue that nonverbally said, "do not fuck with me right now." Jessie backed off quickly and then just like that, his eyes went back to the crystal clear aqua. Rick went back to silly, endearing Rick and looked back at his phone.
Darryl: Sasha just texted me about it.
Rick: How does she know?
Darryl: She's with Michonne.
Rick: But why is she texting you about it?
Darryl: We are dating, we signed a form with Human Resources.
Rick: There's a form?
Darryl: Yup
Rick: Darryl is going to change my locks tomorrow.
Michonne: I know Sasha just told me.
Rosita: I heard you are with a crazy. You need me to come down there and handle that Chica?
Rick: Absolutely not!
"Rick, I have some pamphlets we can look at of some great places we can go. I have been researching. When you come over tonight, we can both decide." Jessie said hopefully with puppy dog eyes.
Glenn: I heard Jessie is refusing to give back your key. Face screaming in fear emoji!
Rick: Darryl is taking care of it. Make sure Rosita does not leave the building please.
Rosita: Who are you telling to keep me in the office. I can leave and come get coffee if I want.
Rick: Meant that for Glenn and you stay there Rosita! I mean it!
Abe: Dude, that crazy chick is gonna use your key to sneak in and snip your ball sac you while you sleep! LOL
Glenn: Tried to go stand by Rosita, but she gave me the evil eye and I got scared and left. Sorry. Crying Face emoji!
Shane: Get back to work you asshat!
Rick: Shane is mad
Shane: you are texting me dipshit and yes, I am pissed! We have a meeting with some potential new clients in an hour and a half and we need to go over business. REMEMBER BUSINESS RICK?
Rick: I accidently texted Shane when I meant to text you Glenn, now he is really pissed.
Shane: STILL ME YOU DICKWAD! I FUCKING HATE YOU RIGHT NOW RICK!
Glenn: Dude stop texting Shane. He is blowing a gasket in his office. Begging emoji!
Abe: Forget about Jessie. Shane is going gut you like a fish. You need to get your key back from him too!
Rick: Shut up
Michonne: What did you do to make Shane so angry? He is throwing things in his office and yelling your name like he wants to kill you.
"Jessie, I have to go now," Rick said as he pried Jessie off of him and immediately left the coffee shop but not before hearing her still asking about him coming to her home. He shook his head no and just exited the restaurant without a second glance.
Glenn: why are you telling me to shut up? What did it do? Sad face emoji!
Rick: Sorry Glenn, meant that for Abe.
Rick: I am on my way now. Be there in ten minutes.
Shane: YOU SHOULD ALREADY BE HERE MOTHERFUCKER!
Rick: Sorry
Michonne: Why are you sorry Rick?
Rick: Meant that for Shane.
Maggie: Do you need Human Resources to intervene with you and Shane?
Rick: It will be fine
Glenn: What will be fine? Question emoji.
Rick: Shit, meant that for Maggie
Andrea: Are you putting this coffee on your expense account. Don't forget the receipt!
Rick: It is not on my expense account. I paid for it.
Michonne: You paid? like a date Rick!
"FUCK." Yelled Rick as he shut his phone off and started his truck to head back to the office.
Michonne ain't right. She could have at least added an LOL emoji so Rick would know she was joking. If Rick would have looked in his rearview mirror as she sped back towards the office, he would have seen a disheveled and disturbed Jessie Anderson, mascara running down her face, shouting Rick's name on the sidewalk through a waterfall of tears. It was probably for the best that he kept his eyes forward and, on the road, and on his prize. When Rick got back to the office he zipped right past an irate Shane and straight into Michonne's office out of breath.
"It was not a date!" Rick haggard out in the doorway of Michonne's office.
Michonne felt bad. She was sure Rick knew she was joking, but by the looks of him, he took it seriously so a simple smile and a "I was just kidding" was not going to do. Michonne rose from her desk and sauntered over to Rick and brushed the disheveled hairs off his sweaty forehead. She grimaced when she felt the wetness and wiped her damp hand on his shirt then quickly regained her composure and smiled. She could tell Rick appreciated the gesture because he had a silly, lopsided, lovestruck grin on his face and was shifting from foot to foot. Michonne stared at him for a beat, darting her eyes around his sweet face. She did not know exactly what was going to spill from her mouth, but she was sure it was going be something in the lovey dovey category. Michonne liked the man that stood in front of her. She was ready to let him know how she felt. But before she could get a word in, she heard Shane bellowing down towards her office.
"RICK!" Yelled a pissed Shane, "Git your country ass in the conference room and leave Michonne alone."
"What exactly is the fuck wrong with you man?" Asked a dominant Rick with is facial features in aggression mode.
Rick was not happy nor was he amused that his time with Michonne was being shortchanged by Shane. Michonne was seeing the switch again. She throbbed in areas she should not be throbbing at work. She could not take her eyes off Rick's face. His slack jaw was now clenched. His bright aqua eyes now a dark stormy blue. His once straight head now tilted. His eyes, once wide with the wonder of his new woman were now squinted with discontent of his friend. Michonne stepped in before both men clashed. She did not think the wreckage would be pretty.
"Hey, Rick," Michonne soothed as she ran her hand up and down Rick's arm, "don't forget you and Shane have a 3:30pm meeting and we all need to prep.
Michonne smiled and she saw dominant Rick slip away to his more normal everyday demeanor, well not exactly normal. Shane noticed the change too. Shane gave zero fucks about which Rick he got as long it was a Rick who had some sense and did some work. Shane smirked and put his hands in his pants pocket and waited with narrowed eyes for his friend's next move.
"Oh yeah! Thanks for reminding me Michonne. You are so helpful," smiled a giddy Rick now fully back to his silly self.
Shane rolled his eyes and turned to leave and yelled over his shoulder.
"Just meet me in the conference room Rick," Shane bit as he turned the corner, "NOW!"
Shane thought Rick was going to drive him to drink, which would lead to bad decisions like getting drunk, which would then steer him towards placing his hands around Rick's neck and pressing his thumbs hard around the front of his throat. Shane giggled at the thought. Shane was however delighted to see his old friend appear if only for just a few seconds. This was the Rick he knew before Lori. Shane did not realize how much he missed that particular Rick. The real Rick. The whole Rick. Shane had to give it to Michonne, she was bringing out that old version of his brother, and Shane would cheer it on. Just in private. He did not want to encourage Rick's outlandish behavior. Shane grinned widely as he walked towards the conference room thinking that maybe, just maybe, the better version of Rick was about to reappear.
Rick: What's Shane's problem?
Abe: You
Darryl: ROTFLMAO! YOU!
Glen: You are the best Rick, hang in there. Need a hug? Persevering Face emoji