Axl: We're here! Next stop... food coma. Lates.
Frankie: Whoa, whoa, whoa! Where are you going? We haven't even said hi to Devin Levin. I got to say, it's so nice to finally meet you. Sorry it took so long.
Devin: Oh, no. It's all good. Thanks for having me.
Frankie: Sure! So, let's see. You're my hair person's cousin's niece's daughter. So that means your mother's aunt is cousin to my hairdresser. Wait... but if it's an aunt, would she be a cousin? You know what? Let me work backwards. Okay, so...