Hey. You guys like beer? We'll bring it and drink it with you. You like fireworks? We'll blow 'em off. Is there a place to get fried chicken? We'll all eat it in our underwear together at 2am in your kitchen. You like drugs? Well, you know. If this isn't incentive, then forget it, we'll be nice boys. But seriously, we'll play your bedroom at midnight, or your basement at blah-o-clock. It don't matter. None of this matters.