My neighbors, Mr. Filthy McPothead and cronies.

But darling, I swear I’ve changed now. I love you so, and miss you so badly; please, please come back to me - and could you pick up a pizza and a six-pack on the way? And maybe some potato chips? Oh, and some batteries for the TV remote. And some, y’know, cleaning stuff, 'cos the dog’s thrown up the hash brownies on the rug again.