Let’s say it’s a Thursday morning, perhaps even Thursday afternoon. You’re sitting at home minding your own business—working, watching Maury, mindlessly scrolling through the account of some Instagram badie you follow for whatever reason—when suddenly there’s a knock at your door. You’re not expecting a package, so you brace yourself, take a breath, open it and—guess what it’s Oprah fucking Winfrey dressed like Cate fucking Blanchett in Oceans 8!!!