Porter peeked inside first. When he saw the living room was empty, he stepped in, careful and quiet.
Fernando waved him in like nothing was wrong. "Make yourselves at home. Sit down."
Viewers in the live chat lost their minds all over again.
A: [Dude's unshakable. Most composed guy in the whole industry.]
B: [The nerves on this man. I'm actually impressed.]
Off camera, Porter muted his mic and whispered. "Sorry, man. We cleared this with Lemuel, I swear."
Fernando picked up his phone to check—still dead.
He frowned for half a second, then brushed it off like nothing. "It's fine."
Once a crew member clipped his lapel mic on, Fernando looked straight at the camera and smiled.
He said, "Alright, since you all saw her, might as well make it official. That was my girlfriend. You all kn
