Highlights
Lyss opens from the steakhouse
Lyss (@Lysss302)* kicks off the "less formal" pop-up: "live from De Stefano's Steakhouse after an absolutely incredible event," promising to hand the phone around the room. It's "only 11 o'clock in New York City. It's early. It's NFTNYC."
Jed evicts Super High from the stage
Jed (@jed_131)*, greeted as "Unk," arrives and immediately objects to Super High naming the lobster ravioli as his favorite: "don't ever say your favorite thing here is lobster avioli, bro." He blames Molly's tequila and cab for getting him drunk. 5:48
Margie B's long-distance love letter
Margie B (@MargieAponte2)*, unable to travel for health reasons, delivers a genuinely tender monologue about how much joy she got just hearing everyone's happiness on the app all week. Her line for the teased Super High: the ribbing only happens "because they love you, baby. They wish they could be 22 years old and a rock star." 8:07
Woof and the straw drink
Woof (@WoofArmyXX)* files the incident report of the night: watching Super High nurse "his fruit fruit, quarter alcohol drink, through a straw, like a little girl," concluding he's "a lost dog at this point... beyond help."
Sho, the 9pm bedtime, and the receipts
Margie B lovingly busts Sho (@AgogoKaren)*, the self-proclaimed early-to-bed party pooper, for actually being "the biggest party animal." Sho protests her innocence — "I am in bed at nine o'clock" — while Margie B cites her own timeline posts and GMGM's at dawn. 14:15
Jed works the sales floor
Between roasts, Jed lobbies "Big Tony" to buy a hundred Regens, enlisting Sho to close: "Big Tony, you need to buy a hundred regions. Or 10. 10 is good." The night's real chef's-kiss stat drops later: "35 pieces of bacon we made tonight." 29:03
Host phones in from the oil fields
Host (@HostXweb3)* sends love to the timeline, notes everyone looks "1,000% in their element," and bows out because he's "off to the North Pole to go pull some more oil out of the ground tomorrow."
Boom's drunk-pirate diagnosis and FOMO buy
Boom (@jpgBOOM)*, watching from California, marvels that Super High "took a shot and you no longer sound like a drunk pirate... the craziest shit I've ever seen." Overcome by FOMO, Boom reveals he "purchased a large amount of ETH" mid-Space to buy his first NFT back into the space, and starts planning a Niners game link-up with Slick Ric. 35:12
Rude Jake, the deadpan closer
Jake* calls in with maximum flatness — "Oh, yeah, they're all in New York. Must be nice" — needling the crew for having "IRL jobs" and gently suggesting it's the tipsy room's bedtime: "it's almost nine o'clock here." 43:17
Topic timeline
| Time | Topic |
|---|---|
| 1:22 | Lyss opens the pop-up from De Stefano's |
| 3:24–5:09 | Super High recaps the dinner; lobster ravioli controversy |
| 5:11–6:02 | Jed ("Unk") arrives, blames the reposado |
| 6:28–9:38 | Margie B's heartfelt shoutout to Super High |
| 9:55–10:41 | Woof's straw-drink roast |
| 11:01–15:16 | Music, Molly's fans, Margie B vs. Sho's "9pm bedtime" |
| 16:20–17:09 | Margie B shouts out Slick Vic's art |
| 18:27–23:15 | Jed's Big Tony sales pitch; blackmail banter; Maddie |
| 24:37–27:31 | Slick Ric's remote love for the crew |
| 28:05–30:19 | Sho blacklisted at the bar; bacon count |
| 31:07–32:27 | Host calls in from "the North Pole" |
| 32:59–35:31 | Boom's drunk-pirate bit and ETH/NFT FOMO buy |
| 35:43–40:06 | Boom, Ash, Poppy, and Slick plan a game link-up |
| 40:15–43:30 | Rude Jake closes it out; bedtime called |
Notable quotes
Don't ever say your favorite thing here is lobster avioli, bro.
The only reason why they tease you is because they love you, baby. They wish they could be 22 years old and a rock star.
One of the best things that I enjoyed tonight was watching Super High sit at the table, drinking his fruit fruit, quarter alcohol drink, through a straw, like a little girl.
35 pieces of bacon we made tonight, bro. 35.
We're off to the North Pole to go pull some more oil out of the ground tomorrow.
You just took a shot and you no longer sound like a drunk pirate. That's the craziest shit I've ever seen in my life.
Who said what
- Lyss (@Lysss302)* — Host; opened the Space, narrated the room, and passed the phone around the bar.
- Jed (@jed_131)* — Co-host and the man behind the steakhouse dinner; ran the roasts, the bacon tally, and the Big Tony sales pitch.
- Margie B (@MargieAponte2)* — Called in from home; the warm heart of the night with heartfelt shoutouts to Super High, Sho, and Slick Vic.
- Woof (@WoofArmyXX)* — In the room; chief documentarian of Super High's straw-drink saga.
- Sho (@AgogoKaren)* — In the room; alleged 9pm-bedtimer caught partying, later blacklisted by the bar and reduced to drinking water.
- Super High — The night's beloved target; graduated from a cranberry cocktail to a real shot on-mic.
- Slick Ric (@richj530)* — Remote; post-back-surgery, sent love to the crew and got a shoutout for his art.
- Boom (@jpgBOOM)* — Remote from California; FOMO'd hard, bought ETH mid-Space, and planned a Niners game with Slick.
- Host (@HostXweb3)* — Remote; dropped the "North Pole oil" bit before signing off.
- Poppy & Jake* — Remote hecklers; Jake closed the room out with dry "must be nice" energy.
Worth a full listen
- 7:12–9:38 Margie B's shoutout to Super High is the emotional core of an otherwise chaotic night; her cadence and affection don't compress well.
- 13:32–15:16 The full back-and-forth over Sho's "9pm bedtime" alibi, complete with Margie B's timeline receipts, is a small comedic set piece.
- 33:23–35:31 Boom's drunk-pirate diagnosis flowing into his live ETH/NFT buy captures the whole "watching from a telescope" FOMO energy of the remote crew.
* some voices are identified from context; those names are marked as likely.
