Mike Della Rocha

Oh, my God.

Why would she do this in the middle of a meeting, man?

This is the worst possible time ever.

I don't know.

I think she thought you might find it funny and might help you relax a little.

No.

No pun intended.

No, no, no.

I really need to relax.

Hopeless romantics really don't get enough credit in today's society.

I mean, without them, we wouldn't have sappy love songs or beautiful poetry or edible underwear.

In watermelon and cotton candy flavor?

You do care about me.

And that's why today I need every single person listening to rally around the guy on the phone.

Because all he wanted to do is sweep his date off her feet.

But based on the reactions we got in this room to his grand romantic gestures, not to mention my edible underwear comment,

There is a chance he may have overdone it.

You can determine if he went too far in your brand new second date update next.

And I'm Harry Kondabolu.

Sometimes you're there to listen, to understand, to empathize, maybe to give them an understanding or a name for what's going on.