Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,
and sorry I could not travel both.
And be one traveler, long I stood.
And looked down...
Hold on...
Wait.
My sixth sense
is failing me a bit,
I gotta save some energy for tonight's show.
I'm off.
I told you this was boring.
No fun at all.
Everyone's gone already?
Come here.
So, what do you think?
You're messing with me on purpose, huh?
I followed your advice.
Did I ask you to read a text?
But your method was too simple.
They'd guess it right away.
You don't even know who wrote "The Road Not Taken"?
Robert Frost.
I know.
I just couldn't remember for a sec.
The guy who wrote "The Raven," right?
Next time, don't beat around the bush with me.