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Esme let out a loud yawn as she sat in the Twinkie while her friends attempted to come up with a plan on how to deal with the gold. Next to her was Sarah and Kie who were looking at some sort of drawing.
"Hey Esme you wanna help?" Sarah asked.
"Kie, this better work. We can't pawn this if there's a giant wheat symbol on it." Jj mentioned walking towards the three girls.
"Excellent information Jj, thank you." Esme sarcastically replied.
"It's gonna work." Kie handed Esme the blow torch causing her to sit up and smirk.
"Now we're speaking my language." She grinned. The pouges plus Sarah watched as Esme was melting the gold. Pope had a grip on her shoulder since he didn't want her getting hurt.
After melting the gold the group was now at their local pawn shop. Esme hopped out of the van and was about to grab her bow and arrow before Kie slapped her hand away.
"We're not going in with a weapon." She hissed.
"I only used this once though." Esme whined in response.
"One time too many. Come on." Kie grabbed Esme's arm pulling her away from the van causing her to groan.
"How did Esme and I get this job anyway?" Jj asked once Kie stopped Esme from grabbing her bow and arrow.
"Cause you two are the best liars. No offense Esme." Pope replied.
"None taken."
While Pope and Kie walked to the back Esme and Jj walked to the front.
"Afternoon ma'am." Jj greeted and Esme gave a head nod.
"Afternoon."
"I see you but gold." Esme mentioned leaning over the counter.
"That's what the sign says don't it?" The woman questioned.
"Well I sure hope you buy a lot of it, because I'm about to blow your mind." Jj responded.
"I ain't got left much mind left to blow, so have at it."
Jj placed the gold on the counter and Esme smirked, wanting to see how this interaction went.
"That ain't real." The woman said chuckling dryly.
"That ain't real?"
"It can't be."
"Feel how heavy it is." Esme suggested. The woman tried to lift it up but couldn't because of how heavy it was.
"Let's get some light on that." The woman shined a light on top of the gold and Esme crossed her arms over her chest.
"Spray painted tungsten."
"Spray painted tungsten? Really? Okay. Why don't you see how soft it is?" Esme sarcastically said.
