'Right...'

Ari shut the door and sat next to her. 'Well I'm clumsy as hell, uh. I think I've broken like... fucking -- [i]ten thousand dollars[/i] worth of equipment and shit just from fucking... dropping, or tripping, or slipping... they had to send out a whole notice to not let me carry things by myself because I kept breaking things. I accidently dropped like two whole guitars -- I don't even play guitars much and my dumbass still dropped them -- and a couple of keyboards, a tenor saxophone... fuck, I think that's the ADHD part of me.'

Ari sighed. 'But I guess I get even more clumbsy when I'm drunk, but still. "Who isn't", I guess.'