oBITCHuary: Good night.
McMonster: Turn around and tell me this. You are right here, silly.
oBITCHuary: I still want to say good night here.
McMonster: Why?
oBITCHuary: Because Iâm not ready to let McMonster go.
McMonster: Iâm still me.
oBITCHuary: Yeah. But when we say goodbye, Row will leave. But McMonster? He might stay.