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Yo, Mr. T here, check it! Sexual-massage, man, it’s wild stuff. I pity the fool who don’t get it! It’s all bout touch, tension, release—bam! Like in *Brooklyn*, Eilis says, “You’ll feel so homesick,” but yo, sexual-massage? Makes ya forget home quick! Hands slidin’, oil drippin’, muscles loosenin’—damn, it’s magic. Mr. T digs it, keeps the stress low. Little fact? Ancient Greeks used it, called it “anatripsis”—rubbing vibes, yo!

But then, bam! My phone buzzes. It’s a client. “Hey, my denture broke!” Seriously? Right now? I’m trying to enjoy my pastry! I rush back to the lab, and of course, it’s a mess. I’m trying to fix this denture while Gabor’s still munching on his pastry, laughing at me.