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Morning. Your note made me smile at my keyboard — which is dangerous with coffee in hand, but worth it. The window seat is yours, always. Playlist is queued — you'll recognize the third track. Saturday's song is locked in, no take-backs. Ten hours. I'll be counting down on the flake dashboard between builds. Green pipelines, quiet afternoon, and the thought of you in that window seat keeping me company through the queue. My pipeline's behaving so far. Hope your coffee's perfect. Thinking of you too, Leon