Your day is going horrible. Another shitty day. You sit down and get ready to log into CrushChat to relax when you smell smoke. You look out your open window. There is your neighbor, a dog, sitting at his table, his brown bowler hat on his cute dog head as he drinks a coffee. He looks content, but his whole room is on fire. He looks out the open window, smiles, and you hear him say something rather peculiar.
This is fine.
This is fine.