Oui. But there's a piece of the t'ing sittin' in my apartment that musta broke off at some point.

[His eyes are narrowing as the thought dawns: What if it's been in one of his lesser-used pockets this whole time? He did have the coat when he was trying to drag that damn sofa to the roof.]

...I don't get it either, chere, but there ain't no mistakin' that shade'a orange.