[ Spitting and rinsing, Matt finishes brushing his teeth and then quickly swipes one of the hotel wash cloths over his face before turning back to his room and moving back to his bed so he can flop down on it and pull up Daisy's contact details on his phone.

Smiling at the photo he took of her for her little icon, he hits dial and waits for her to pick up. ]

I'm a child of the nineties, honey, I know what watching Bob Ross tutorials will do to you.

[ Actually, he's more of a child of the eighties, but whatever. He was young enough to watch PBS growing up, he knows what The Joy of Painting is good for. Nap time. ]

It was good. I got some interesting feedback from some colleagues of mine that I need to work into the final product. How's your code coming along?