I don't think it matters what it is, Rapunzel, just-- throw it over! I can't die with my pants undone!! I'm wearing Thursdays... 'cause you know, I didn't-- we didn't have time to change... --okay! Bar! Got it!! Let's do it! I'm ready! Throw it!

[ He's rubbing his hands, getting psyched up to survive this shit. FUCK YEAH LIVING ]

...Hey, I'm glad you're... you. And here. You're here. You. You know. Just. Just in case this plan doesn't work out.