... I didn't, but I should've. I didn't even think about that.

Actually. Hang on.

[And he disconnects for about five minutes while he gets out the stuff he kept from the party, lays it out on the spare bedroom's bed, and takes a picture to show her. There's the banner with "Happy Birthday Steve" on it that he clearly hand-painted (it is not very good, B is not an artist), a couple remaining cut-paper streamers (a little better, they're in fun shapes, he is clearly better with sharp objects than he is with paint), and three over-sized origami animals. One has been chewed on by a cat, the holes are clearly visible. He sends that.]

Also don't worry about a present. You should give him a hug, instead.

[This is clearly teasing.]