You, me, margaritas poolside in the… IDFK, what’s a tropical island with hotels likely to blow up in the background (I’m bored of plague, let’s go with things that go boom for a little chachacha variation)… we’ll enjoy the total lack of virus and monsoons/hurricanes. Just keep the rubble dust out of my drink. And don’t blot out the sun. Keep the winds blowing away from the pool/beach. My base tan needs work. And yours gives a new definition to deathly pale.A little cold and lonely, anyone want to join me?