We're supposed to be happy and not full of doom and gloom, right?

[He stretches his other hand out to Joshua for a shake, using his knees to balance himself on the edge of the bed. Being he can do the exact same thing on a multicolored ball and with no arms when he was a puffball back on Popstar, this particular balance trick is a piece of cake]

Oh, I already know how that works. You take my hand and I say my name. You then say yours and we go from there.

I'm Marx, by the way.