This is mortifying. He'd rather she stuck with Taylor Swift, he will never ever live Boyz II Men down.

He growls into the microphone, his fingers tightening around the stem.

"If you don't turn that off right now, I won't come Drift with you."

It's probably an idle threat, because there's no way anyone can do any work with that cacophonous noise happening, but still. "Gipsy. I'm not kidding around."