Traveling for work is, well, work.
But the fun part is talking on Google Hangout and confusing Mustard-boy.
Mom? Where are you? I can hear you! Mom?
Dad? Where's Mom? You smell good.
Fine, I'll listen to her crazy talk. But I don't know where you're hiding her.
She sounds cray-cray. Mom?
Talk to me when you're actually here. I've got napping to do.