Peoples Legacy – Chapter 27 : Young Adult

Hi again, I turned into a young adult and I felt nothing different at all. I did get a “real” job at the art career and got a couple heads up due to my high grades at high school. My actual job was still to paint at my gallery shop meanwhile Maurice and Bebe to manage the shop.

It’s been great, we’ve been gathering a lot of money and I am almost into my 6th masterpiece which could let me finish my 5th aspiration. Did I tell you that I finished 4 children aspiration and one adult aspiration already? Yeah, I’m lucky to get the club one during my teenager, I wasn’t even into a club and I just managed to use my dad’s old club to gain that free aspiration points.

My sister still hasn’t managed to finish her fishing as she only caught 15/20 types of fish since she’s too busy managing this painting business, but she didn’t really count that much towards the legacy points but hopefully, she managed to finish them soon.

Oh, she’s also pregnant and married. She eloped right after the proposal which means, she’s technically no longer Peoples because you know, she’s Bebe Valadez now.

I don’t think she likes being pregnant, she’s been going home early after her pregnancy, I mean, to be fair pregnancy kind of suck. I guess that’s why most males don’t choose to be able to get pregnant. I don’t think I’d chose that If I’m a female.

Although, it’s clearly harder to manage the shop without her. We had to work late to get to our daily target. We even had to order a pizza. Usually, we just go home and get a gourmet food from the butler, but the pizza is free and also pretty good, so I shouldn’t complain.

I’ve also been going to the bar to get some alcohol now that I’m an adult. I did also look for a soulmate. I realized people who use the dating app are mostly there for casual sex only, so looking at the bar would probably get me more. However, the bar I get to usually filled with non-single women. Oh well, I guess it’s just my luck that was bad.

Sometimes, I just get out of the bar and just look at the view. Oasis Spring was actually such a beautiful neighborhood. It’s definitely one of the most underrated ones in the whole city.  Nothing much happened really, I guess this was one of the less interesting chapters, but I don’t really care about that. It’s the simple things that kept me still telling the stories in this, well, whatever this is.

So, yeah, that’s all for this chapter I guess. Don’t forget to leave a question, since I guess that’s the only way I could know if someone actually hears this stories.

 

Peoples Legacy – Chapter 26 : Grand Opening

Hi again, welcome to chapter 26? Wait, I thought It’s the 25th chapter, oh well, I must’ve forgotten writing the 25th one.

Maurice came to me, asking me to accompany him to work out. However, working out was never really my thing. It’s probably just my sister literary “compelling” me to work out. Sometimes after she grounds me, I actually find my passion. Which was to build an art gallery.

I definitely like Maurice a lot, he’s fun to hang out with. He’s like my brother. I know Bebe is my actual sister but she’s turned out to be like a parent to me, I like that about her, but not to hang out with. Since he’s still unemployed I suppose he’d be the best person to asked to help out in the gallery.

The next morning, I arrived at the recently purchased art gallery. It was rather a small lot in Newcrest but it’s located just right next to my lot. This gallery would hopefully be our main source of income since my dad’s royalty stopped becoming a thing anymore.

As Bebe usually does, she basically took over the shop and asked me to just focused on painting. She even said not to become too focused because I should be inspired. Get it? It’s an emotion joke, she knew I could get better painting when I’m inspired. Yeah, that’s not funny at all.

I did what she asked, she would handle the costumer and I would paint the painting. I definitely had no objection since she’s a lot better with people than me.

She even asked our sister Brittany to bring her “Stay at home mother” friends with her to the gallery, and from that, we had a lot of people coming in the grand opening.

And don’t tell me that she didn’t have any magic because she definitely did. Look at her making this poor mother to buy my painting. She kept saying she didn’t have magic? Am I the only one seeing this? Well, as long as it brings us money, I wouldn’t just ask her not to use her power.

We’re not only selling paintings but we also sell my dad’s original copy of the book he used to write. But we didn’t think it through that people would just start reading them on the spot even though it’s enclosed in a glass box. They just found a way I guess.

As for Maurice, my sister asked him to jog first, so he’s on his athletic wear. Apparently, using sexual appeal worked wonderfully, especially that our first-day costumer was mostly a middle-aged stay at home mother who probably rarely saw their husband at home. Basically, his task is to make sure that they come back to buy more stuff. Other than that, with his muscle, he’s doing the restocking, not that he needed any muscle to pick up a painting.

The first day of opening had gone success. It’s 12 PM and we had like 4k profit and there’s going to be more profitable in the next day. I thanked my sister for all she’s done to make my gallery a success. Without her, I have no idea if I could do this all.

We went out to the park outside for a lunch since someone was leaving a free burger lying around on the picnic table. I finished first because I’m pretty sure I could feel the sexual tension between these two.

“Come over there, I wanted to show you something”

It’s weird that I basically could hear their conversation from far away. I’ve always been able to do this since forever. But basically after lots of making out my sisters making a request to go to the bench in the corner of the park. Oh, no, are they going to have sex on the bench? Eykk.

And then next to the bench she kneeled before Maurice and get something out of her pocket. She’s going to propose him. Haha, Sorry for my dirty thought.

“Will you marry me?”

Question time:

What does your masterpiece symbolize to you? by cathytea on episode 24

Well, that particular masterpiece was just a squiggly line. It definitely made me sad to see it but what’s an art? For me, I’m not the one making it a masterpiece, it’s the collector, or the art gallery, or anyone who wanted to purchase them. It is still special as it’s my first, but not that it has any symbol or anything. If I wanted to put a symbol on it, well, I guess it’s a symbol of the start of my success had to come from sadness.

If you want your question answered by me, just write them in the comment.

Peoples Legacy – Chapter 25 : My Brother and My Sister

Interlude 1: Family Exposition

Britney: “I can’t believe my little brother is getting bigger, you still fucking my sisters?”

Maurice: “Come on, stop making this weird, I thought you’re okay with it?”

Britney: “Sorry, but it is weird isn’t it? That you’re both my siblings but it’s not ‘technically an incest’.  So you’re moving to the legacy house huh? I’ll always miss that home, not the irritable Chaz though, that’s I’m glad I got to leave behind”

Maurice: “I don’t know, he’s pretty cool to me.”

Britney: “Hmm, I guess he’s just not fond of women, well, an apple doesn’t fall far from the tree. It’s surprised me how Bebe turned out to be an elegant and sophisticated human being and fucking Chaz just couldn’t do anything but grieve to the world”

Maurice: “Whatever you say, I don’t think he’s a bad person.”

Britney: “Well, maybe, I’ve lived with him long enough to know him, you’re the one who’s going to see it later. So, how are your relationship with Bebe, I heard you’re doing the open relationship thing? That sounds like a bad idea, so you’re like fucking other people now? I’m not judging, well, maybe a little bit.”

Maurice: “Well, we don’t really talk about that relationship to make it not hurt. To be honest, after we’re back together, I’ve never done it with another person.”

Britney: “What? So you’re knowing that she probably just fucking around in her socialite lifestyle and you’re just okay with that? I mean look at her, she’s smoking hot, she’s probably fucking lots of dudes”

Maurice: “I actually really love her though, I’m afraid that if I’m honest I’m just gonna ruin the whole thing.”

 

Britney: “Well, whatever you say, If you’re afraid that your honesty will ruin everything, maybe the relationship wasn’t good for you. YOU seriously just need to fucking tell her.”

Maurice: “I don’t know, I seriously don’t care how many people she had sex with, It’s just sex, it’s not like they’re living together with her.”

Britney: “Whatever you say, nice to meet you here though, I think it’s time for my kids to go home.”

Maurice: “See you later”

****Interlude Ends****

Interlude 2: Gossip

Oasis Spring’s central park bathroom

Britney: “Hey, nice to meet you here, this is weird, I just talked to Maurice”

Bebe: “Yeah, I kind of heard everything, I’m fishing at the pond.

Britney: “I didn’t see you anywhere?”

Bebe: “Well whatever, since I heard everything, I guess it’s time for me to propose him. SO don’t tell anyone okay! This is a surprise”

Britney: “Holy fucking crap, what? Are you serious?”

Bebe: “Yeah, why wouldn’t I be?”

Britney: “Oh, congratulation, well, I guess not yet. but still congratulation. Oh, girl, you’ve given me lots of juicy gossips today.

Bebe: “Oh come on, I said don’t say anything.”

Britney: “Well, shouldn’t’ve told me, haha, Nah, I’m kidding.”

****Interlude Ends****

 

Peoples Legacy – Chapter 23 : I Look so Different

“Interlude  part 1: Confidence” starts

Bebe: “So yeah, he’s got some confidence issue, he definitely rejects that girl I set him up with”

Maurice: “He’s a teenager, every teenager goes through that. Also, isn’t she technically your aunt?”

Bebe: “And you’re technically supposed to be my ex-stepbrother Mr. Valadez”

Maurice: “Well, I guess as long as we’re not related by blood. So what can I do for him?”

Bebe: “I don’t know, asked him to go to the gym with you? I don’t say that there’s something wrong with it, it’s just he’s been mentioning that as the reason why he’s not going for it. He even mentions that nonsense that it’s only because of my magic. I’m pretty sure the expansion of magic isn’t out yet.”

Maurice: “Well, there’s voodoo magic”

Bebe: “Why would I learn that? That’s stupid. So, yeah, I think you should move in”

Maurice: “I guess, I’ll move in”

Bebe: “Okay, done, now that you’ve moved in, let’s go to my room”

At Bebe’s room

Maurice: Maybe your brother is right, you do have magic

“Interlude part 1 ends”

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Oh, hi again. On the way home I was greeted by my sister and a man with a red hair. He was my girlfriend’s ex-boyfriend. His name is Maurice Valadez, and yes, he’s the son of London Valadez, my mother’s ex-husband and my father’s “best friend”.

This is some kind of intervention. I thought to myself then. And It was an intervention, alright. It might not seem like one though. He asked me to go to the gym with him every day. This was definitely my sister’s idea. He hated it that I’m fat, just like my father did.

My father even said being fat was unhealthy, he’s all about the myth that obesity can kill you. There’s no proof that you can die from eating too much food, well, except if you’re eating poorly made Japanese food, but I guess it’s a different science completely. It’s also kind of his fault though, how could you not eat a lot when you have a butler in your house cooking you all of this delicious food.

Anyway, I suppose there’s nothing wrong with going to the gym, it’s not like I’m lazy or anything. I could probably gain some fitness skill, and skill is always good.

My sister left us without saying anything, I guess she and Maurice had planned this all along. Although, I was a bit curious about their relationship, so on the way to the gym I asked him about it. I guess they’re in an open relationship.

They broke up after Bebe aged up into young adult since it would be awkward for her to date a teenager. As they’re single now they both started fucking other people. I suppose they couldn’t really leave that “open sex life” but they like each other enough to “get back together” even though still fucking other people. At least that’s what I think why they do it, I’m not slut shaming or anything, I just thought that’s just ridiculous and will never gonna work.

We went to the gym in the San MyShuno as it’s the best gym at the moment. I trained with this gym trainer named Logan. He’s pretty beefy guy, I don’t really intend to be that beefy but if he could do it, maybe I could do it as well.

After hours of running on a treadmill, I felt a confidence boost come rushing through my body. I think I’ve lost a lot of weight.

That’s until I went to the bathroom and look at my self. Still as fat as always. Logan said that it’s okay for the body to not change in one night, and as I’m a teenager my metabolism was still high so it should change faster than an adult. I looked it up on the computer later and I guess he’s kind of right.

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“Interlude part 2: after the gym” starts

Maurice: “He’s getting used to it, he even stayed to push the limit. Even though there’s no change yet I suppose it’s still time for him?”

Bebe: “Well, that’s good, I just hate it when he’s always being apathetic and cynical about everything, he did not even believe in himself anymore. I mean, he’s the heir for god sake, I couldn’t be here for the eternity and took care of him.”

Maurice: “Oh yeah, so did you notice that my muscle get bigger?”

Bebe: “Oh, don’t flirt with me right now, I’m really tired from work, I need my beauty sleep.

“Interlude part 2” ends.

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I look so different right now. I kept going to the gym for 3 days straight and I guess it shows. I didn’t even need to go to the gym anymore. I found out a life hack about just inviting the trainer at your house whenever you want. So I built a home gym. From then on I could stay fit whenever I wanted to.

Everyone did notice the change in my body. Of course my sister “the responsible one” said, “I told you so” a couple of time even though I did this for my self and not because of her “intervention”. I mean, I could probably just go to the gym alone without her doing an intervention about it.

She even asked me if I’m “confident” enough to talk to Vanessa again. Well, I’m not going to her again because she’s already been tainted with her voodoo magic thing. That would technically be rape if she does not even consent to this. I still think my dad was using Bebe’s magic to get friend Logan to fall in love with him. As a consequence, she died of a curse literary right after they married each other. I’m just not taking any risks.

“Yeah, I’m not gonna go for her, I’m gonna look for my own. You know there are dating apps right?”

She looked disapproved, but she’s not showing any resistance.

“By the way, I already have a date for tonight and don’t do your magic thing again this time. That’s just plain creepy” I said to her.

“Just get back before curfew okay! Dad’s rule still apply you know!”

“Yeah, whatever”

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Well, I got stood up. She’s not coming and I’m stuck with this guy on the bar. It’s another Melvin-Bloom. I can’t seem to get away from my father’s friends family members but I guess it’s a small world.

He didn’t recognize me at all, I really did look different after all. This didn’t stop him from flirting with me though.

I revealed myself to him. He begged me not to tell anything to anyone especially his husband. I couldn’t promise anything though. He did flirt with a teenage boy and yeah, it’s kind of creepy so I guess I’ll try.

“I didn’t know you’re gay. Well, I think I guy you might like” he said, from his tone, this seems like a bribe.

Hold on, I’m not gay at all but why did he assume that. I explained to him about that, and he told me that this is the “gay part” of the nightclub. Huh, I guess that’s why I didn’t find my date after all. So he pointed me where I’m supposed to go.

A skinny blonde girl approached me and called my name. I explained to her what happened. I guess she forgave me for the inconvenience. She also apologizes for not answering the text messages I sent her as she forgot her phone at home. Nevertheless, I probably should go home now as it’s my curfew already.

But ultimately, I went with her anyway. I knew Bebe would be pissed but what can she do, I’m the heir and it’s technically my house now so I could do whatever I want.

Question time:

Well, that was interesting! So, you seem to have some ideas of right and wrong ! Where did you get them? from cathytea in Chapter 23 of Peoples Legacy

School of course? Where else would we learn them from? It seems like there’s an impression that I used to not get the ideas of right and wrong. I guess you could be talking about my father. Well, I’m not him, and I guess I understand why you would assume that if that’s the case. I guess my father had some childhood issues. I mean, he also thought that we’re the only people that are important in this world, by that justification I’m sure it’s safe to assume that he’d also think that he’d the only one that’s right and anyone who opposed his thought is wrong.

Peoples Legacy – Chapter 22 : An Angel

Hi again, I guess some weird stuff happened again.

A girl came to my house and appeared to be with angry emotion. It’s kind of scary at first. Also, I thought she looked familiar in a way.

“Where’s Mr. Peoples, I had a problem with him,” she said with an irritating tone.

“Well, you either talked to me or my father, since I didn’t know you yet, I’m guessing you’re talking about my father”

“He fucking killed my sister”.

Even though I’ve never met her, I knew she was familiar. She’s probably Logan’s sister, Vanessa. She was very angry with her sister for choosing to marry my father which was shy you didn’t see her at the wedding.

“What the fuck are you talking about, it was an accident, she felt kind of funny and she just died”

“You won’t understand, get me that fucking horrible creep!”.

“Don’t you talk like that about my father!” She’s got a point there, but I won’t let her talking crap about my father as that would definitely tarnish our whole family.

Before the situation got any worse “an angel” come in a form of my sister Bebe. She probably heard the noise and as a zen person, she hated it when there’s a lot of bad aura in the house.

“Hi, Vanessa, I believe I met you when you were still a child.”

She grabbed her hand and some kind of aura came out of her. It’s the same aura you saw always see in a movie with a hungry ghost. Something like that, I couldn’t really explain it but to show you the screenshot.

Bebe talked to her about how she’s her sisters best friends, and how she knew that she loved my father very much and how they will be together in the eternity. Some kind of bullshit like that. Her atmosphere totally changed. She’s now smiling a lot and all that anger just gone.

“Hey, this is Charles, he’s single you know”

Wait, is she technically my step-aunt? Oh, the hell with it, she’s actually pretty and no blood relation technically. Why is this suddenly turned into a romantic mood?

We talked about how we’re actually in the same school but we’ve never actually met.

“Okay, I’ll leave you two alone, I’ve got, some, things, going on, the back”

What the fuck is she doing to this girl? Is she the reason why my fucking ancient of a father had a chance with her sister in the first place? Whatever it was, we ended up holding hand together.

We even had our first kiss.

We both realized that it was already dark outside and she had to go home. We hugged and she left.

This was totally wrong. I’m a fat obese shit. Why would he a pretty girl just suddenly fell in love with me? Something’s wrong with Bebe’s talking. After she left I’m still feeling pretty flirty. Right before thinking about going to masturbate in the shower, she sends me a call if I want to go to a club.

“I guess I’m getting laid tonight,” I talked to Soda excitingly before leaving.

When I arrived at windenburg, I realized that I shouldn’t do this. Why in the world would she like me, I’m an ugly elephant, and she only likes me because Bebe was using her voodoo shit.

“Hi, I’m sorry, I think we’re just going too fast… can we just.. well, be just friends”

“Yeah, of course. The party is still inside, are you still coming?”

“Oh, no thanks, I don’t feel like partying right now. So yeah, see you in school”

I went home, alone.

Don’t forget to leave a question!

 

Peoples Legacy – Chapter 20 : Honeymoon, Wedding, and More

It was very early in the morning. I couldn’t be more excited. We’re going camping.

Hi, I’m Charles Alexander Peoples, or you can call me Chaz since our family members are supposed to have four letter name.

My dad was about to get married again but he wanted to go to the honeymoon first and then the marriage. He was a very strange man. I don’t see why doing the honeymoon first was important. He and her fiance were in a different cottage than us so he can do adult stuff. My sister and I are in the bigger cottage as he will later join us the day after.

I spent most of the time I in granite fall hiking. I also look for some frog and bugs. Bebe allowed me to wander off alone as she’s going to spend all day fishing. My puppy I named Soda would be hiking in the woods with me so I don’t think I need to worry about any kind of bear or monster.

Especially that in the middle of the hike he grew like 10 times his size just like when I grew from toddler to children.

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The next day was my dad’s wedding day. She’s about to marry this girl named Logan Melvin-Bloom the daughter of my dad’s best friend Gunnar and my dad’s ex-girlfriend Mikalya Melvin-Bloom. People say it’s weird, due to his previous relationship with her mother, and also that she’s actually very young that she and Bebe were in the same class together. However, I support my dad. If this is is what he want to do, I’ll be beside him 100%.

I’ve read that my dad’s type was the one that was his age, but I guess you don’t really know who you really like when you were young. I’m still a child so I do not know anything about love. However, when I look at them, I feel like there’s something wrong. Maybe I feel what others are feeling and I’m not experienced enough to know what’s going on.

At the wedding, there weren’t that many people that attend the wedding, it’s my sister, my half-sister Britney Valadez, and I came because we’re still living in the same house so that wasn’t surprising our butler and nannies also come. The only other person that wasn’t on from our house was Emma Jaouad or you probably knew her as Emma Melvin-Bloom, Logan’s half-sister. The Jaouad last-name was the last name of her deceased husband. She and my sister will be Logan’s bridesmaid.

I am my dad’s best man, I guess most of his friends are already passed away so I’m technically his only male friend. He asked me to deliver a toast so I better brush my teeth. Since Bebe is the multitalented one, she would both cook the wedding cake and play the piano during the wedding.

The wedding ended nicely with a firework. Both my dad and Logan look very happy together. However, this joy would end very soon.

It’s dreary how everything could just turn upside down, from being a festive day into a morbid day. Being too happy after the wedding, Logan died of laughter. I guess my bad feeling wasn’t too far off. It’s just not what I was expecting.

My dad was devastated after he discovered her body lying on the floor. He begged the reaper not to take her life but the reaper reaped her life away nevertheless. How tragic. I couldn’t have imagined what he’s feeling right now. I didn’t know her, yet I knew it must be suck for her that her happiness led her to her own demise.

Question time:

What did you like most about writing your blog, and what was the hardest part? (And if you need to tell your answers to your heir, these are probably good things for her to know! ) by cathytea on Peoples Legacy Chapter 18

Sorry for the late reply, my sister wasn’t supposed to be answering any question. I’m guessing you asked this to my father. I’m sorry that I didn’t have the answer as he already handed the power to my sister already. However to answer this question, I think it would be the same for me, he likes, well, he loves to talk about his story on this blog and knowing what happened now I felt like he definitely would benefit from doing that. Oh well, he already transfers the power to me.

The hardest part might be how he handled the “power”. He definitely fell into existential crisis, about how everything was just simulated.

That’s all for this chapter, please ask a question and I will answer them hopefully on the next chapter.

Peoples Legacy – Chapter 19 : Passing the Power

I was astonished, dumbfounded, looking at the picture of my self in this screenshot. I’ve never imagined was real. He recorded my whole life. I was so little back then. The look of happiness on my mom’s face when the first time she held me in her hands. I had never seen her looked at me like this for her whole life.

After looking back at my whole family’s life from the hundreds of screenshots I do not know what to think of it. He took screenshots of almost everything in almost every day.  I guess this was my memory too,

I still remember darcia…

I still remember my mom…

This was all of our memories together. Somehow, I forgot how do I remember things before I have the screenshots of my life. These photos are my story, our story, the story of our family.

My father told me, our family is special. I never really know why but I always sense that he views others as lower than him. I guess I understand now why. This screenshot is a prove.

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My childhood was a great childhood, I think. I accomplished everything I want and aspire as a child, I master piano and violin also as a child, I’m an also A student and I have a “good personality”.

My father master the parenting skill which also means that he’s a “good parent”. Although, most of the time he used the parenting skill was to encourage my good behavior and discipline my bad behavior.

However whom I think the real people who shaped me now was both my nannies. He helped me do my homework, mentoring me in arts, and generally be there when I need something.

My mother, well, we’re not very close, even until her death. I knew she likes my step sisters better, and I realize even more now looking at the rest of the screenshot. She took her to the park, restaurant, community pool, she never brought me anywhere.

Later, after the death of my step-sisters father, my mother’s ex-husband died, she moved into the house and I need to share a room with her. She still stays here even after my mother’s death. I don’t know why my father let him stay, she’s an adult now.

She loves ordering me around, but I love helping people so I’m okay with it. Actually, she’s actually quite nice to me. The more we knew each other, we’re sisters after all.

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I suppose you need to know who I am, I’m Bethany Peoples, or you can call me Bebe for short. I guess my dad made a tradition which our name in the family would always be four letters in alphabetical order. Since I’m the second “Peoples” of the whole family, my name needs to start with B and my nickname needs to be four letters.

Another culture might be that we need to continue writing this legacy on this exact blog. So he needs to pass this “power” to either the heir. Although, the exception could be made for the spouse or siblings of the legacy founder or heir. However, that exception would only allow them to make only one chapter.

I guess this was another goodbye then. I’m not the heir to this legacy. I guess the reason was that I was a female sims. In a patriarchy succession rule, a female could only be the heir if there is no other alternative.

Another rule for this “power” was that after you pass the power, I would lose my memory of ever writing in this book until you gain the power back. This also includes that I would not remember anything about the screenshot I saw. That’s okay anyway.  Somehow I felt that I lose something when using this “power” and I felt that I would only gain that back after I lose this “power”.

it’s definitely hard to say goodbye, especially in the writing. Did you know that you don’t actually have to write this on a computer, or a diary? I mean, I simply have to will it and it will be posted. I’m currently in front of my make up table and while writing this chapter.  I feel like I’m currently writing on my face.

“Hey, your boyfriend is waiting for you in the living room!”

A boy opened the door behind me with a puppy on his hand. His outfit was all blue and except for his red shoes. He’s my brother, and he’s the heir of the Peoples Legacy. I don’t want to talk anything about him right now as I knew that he’s going to read this. So I’ll let him describe himself.

“I’ll be right there!”.