left on his kitchen table (with a note and all, of course) will be a nice box of pretty chocolates for his viewing and tasting delight; note will simply read 'sorry' and is signed with this sneaky little sender's name
Kay, so. I decided that I should leave. My band's already gone and there's no point in stayin. Don wanna take up the spot if I can't be round. But thanks for havin me.