I had to look really hard to tell whether he was even wearing a shirt. (He is.) It's not like Intern George to get all Chesty McCollarbone on us. It's like ACTIVELY weird to me.
"Hello. I am Giorgio. Ride my gondola."
He's bundled up here and yet still I see the chest YEARNING to release itself.
Oh, George, No need to be afraid. We're not lunging at you just because you're showing a little chest hair. Frankly, I prefer you in a tie.
Don't worry, kid. We'll always love you and we think you have a robust future in this business.