Completely exhausted from stomach cramps, interrupted sleep, and long days of customer service torture, Jo tries 1 and a half mojitos before eating dinner.
Let's just say I made it back up the hill.
Also, don't ask me to talk. I'm sure the Starbucks clerk had to bite his lip from crackin' up.
But Omar stole home tonight. AND SO DID I.
IT'S SO GOOD TO BE BACK IN FOG.