Now, I'm gonna turn around, and whoever it was can put them back without any repercussions. It will be an amnesty sort of thing. No punishment. Just step forward, put them back so they can bloom nice and pretty in another couple of months, and we can all be happy. Okay? Here we go. I'm turning around. Go ahead.
Seriously, go ahead.
Sigh. Alright, I'll give you one more day. Maybe two. Or three.