[[A woman is looking out a second story window at a guy holding a boombox over his head.]]
Man: MEGAN!
Woman: Oh my god, I can't believe this is happening.
Man: I LOVE YOU!
Woman: Okay, that's great. Wait a second. Is ... is that ... Ice Ice Baby? What the hell?
Man: I'm not very good at this.
<<Musical Notes>>
alt-text: And she's gonna feel like a jerk when she realizes it was actually Under Pressure.
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We did not invent the algorithm. The algorithm consistently finds Jesus. The algorithm killed Jeeves. The algorithm is banned in China. The algorithm is from Jersey. The algorithm constantly finds Jesus. This is not the algorithm. This is close.