Gorden Ramsey x Lamb Sauce

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"jk lmao im not robin thicc. I'm the head of the Private Extraterrestrial Neo and Interorbital Society. We are the group primarily responsible for the protection of alien species near and inside earths rotation."

Gorden raised an eyebrow. "So you're the mayor of aliens? Are you human or an alien or some shit"

"Alien. And you may refer to me as Zin. I suppose you're wondering what the situation is. And why you almost just got your nutsack blown off by charli."

"No you dumb fuck this is a regular thing for me WHAT THE HELL SO TOU THINK OF COUNE IM WONDERING WHY THIS IS HAPPEINF"

Zin rolled all three of her eyes at the dick being a dick before her. dick lmao

"Gorden. I need you to calm your tits and listen to me. You are in grave danger. Area 51 is owned partially by the society. If you bypass the laws you become a wanted man not just in the eyes of the United States but in the eyes of PENIS."

"Penises don't have eyes."

"No like, Private Extraterrestrial Neo-"

"OH yeah yeah, that penis. So I'm outside the law no matter what? You guys won't even help me?"

Zin sighed. "We can't. I am sworn under oath to serve the society. If I help you bypass our property and steal our soul source of- and steal what is ours then both you and I will be incarcerated in the highest security prison in the galaxy. Pluto's vault."

"Ooh so spoopy I'm scared suck my dick I need the lamb sauce."

"I'm not saying I don't agree with you, in trying to obtain the lamb sauce. I'm saying the risks are greater then we can handle. If you go after the sauce then PENIS will have to intervene and it may result in your elimination."

Gorden sighed. He knew that more then likely he would die at the hands of PENIS if he continued to seek out the lamb sauce. But he had already come too far to turn back. He had spent gas money and didn't really want to turn around for nothing.

"Ok. I'll consider it. Thank you Zin"

Zin silently nodded. She pressed a button on her wrist strap and was zapped into a glowing purple void, leaving an intricate design on the floor.

Gorden was soon at his car, loading his suitcase into the trunk. He pulled out of the hotel parking lot and got to the on-ramp home. Before he turned, he thought about what zin had said. There was nothing that could be done to save him if he got in trouble with the society. But no one could guarantee his capture. If he got away no one could stop him. Gorden drove past the highway and continued on the way to Nevada.