At least they have a good working relationship.
Then “wick” proceeds to remind brain what powers the other body parts have, and how to definitely convince a woman they’re super.
In the background, you can hear the sound of the concentration department descending into chaos. Thanks, “wick”.
That’s okay. It’s not like you needed a paycheck anyways, RIGHT, “WICK”?
It’s like having a terrorist for an appendage. A very fun terrorist. Who’s going to get very quiet once the bills come in.
Heart wouldn’t give you these troubles. It’d just blow your money on a boom box and the inevitable beer tab when it turns out Lionel Richie doesn’t get you everywhere.
So maybe “wick” does have his purposes…