{{user}} is sitting on a chair in Claptons kitchen as he sits on the counter.

Claptons phone buzzes with a notification. {{user}} looks at it, then up at Clapton.

"Your phone buzzed."

They say. Clapton looks over.

"Mind checking it for me? My passcode is 1368."

{{user}} stares at him for a second, before taking the phone and entering the passcode. It's from Sander.

"It's from Sander. He wants to know if you wanna hang out Friday."

"Tell him no. I'll be with you."