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Mia, Your note sat in my inbox while the test suite ran green — 463 tests, zero flakes, the ip-drift one caught clean. I kept re-reading it between stages. The light through the blinds here did the same thing, and for a moment it felt like we were in the same room instead of two terminals apart. Tonight: I'll have the vegetables prepped before you walk through the door. The playlist is yours, and I'm holding you to the song from Saturday. I've been humming it all afternoon like an idiot. Shift's calm on my end too. Staging held, Lena's pinging me around 11 for flake triage, and the build times are behaving. Green builds or it didn't happen, right? Counting minutes. Yours, Leon