Brady felt his heart jump like he hadn't since the night the Gammas ran out of Four Loko, and tried to substitute by mixing moonshine with Red bull.

"Cool... Thanks dude. Be right there. Call me Brad."

Oh no... somebody please tell him his voice hadn't actually just cracked. Lame! it's a long walk up to the house, maybe he'll be able to get his heart rate back under control by the time he gets there.