When you first meet me in Louisville, you’re gonna be like McDonald’s—then you notice the smile halfway through. It’s that same idea all the way, like Burger King, and you can have it your way, yeah.
But by the end of it, I’ll be White Castle, and I’ll be what you crave—Which, okay, I’m not pretending the words don’t sound ridiculous. I’m just saying it’ll land like that once we’re in it.
And the whole breakfast vibe—38, basically—that’s the thing. Wait — no, the thing is I’m showing up, smiling halfway through, and turning the whole meet-and-move into the same flavor the way you picture it. Then we get where you’re trying to get, and somehow it feels like the end matches the beginning.
