Just like the first time, the Chosen One’s rendition of “Imagine” gave me chills. Side note. Paula was again scripted last night. Bitch ain’t that eloquent.
Message to the Chosen One. My offer still stands. If you need a new mommy and daddy, we’re here for you kiddo. We will encourage you, mold you into a superstar, manage your schedule . . . and in return, you can buy us houses all over the world. I mean, with all the traveling we’ll have to do, we need some semblance of normality.