Kyle's just really glad the party isn't in the Crate and Barrel. For... reasons. Filthy reasons.

He ambles in to the store and sees David on the couch, surrounded by all of his hard work. He's wearing a pair of plaid flannel pajamas and slippers, because of course he is. His hair has been freshly cut and styled - short at the sides and back, curly up top. He grins and hoists a bag of pretzels. "Dude," he says. "Tell me you've got a TV situation set up, maybe a Playstation?"