[Oh thank God. Shawn lets out a sigh of relief as he watches those cards disappear.]

Hey, if you're with me, I think I can tough out anything. [He takes another look around the room, trying to discern what else might catch his eye...] But you know. When in doubt, blame your culinary failures.

[He glances over at the walls of photos, raising an eyebrow at the Mardi Gras beads.] That's a lot of beads you've got.