Pete: *gets a text* Oh! It's Vegas.Macau, excitedly: Did he get me the stuff?
Pete: Yeah, he says he got you the clown costume, the power drill, and 12 gallons of blood.
Macau: Wow! Where'd he find 12 gallons of fake blood?
Pete: You wanted fake blood?
Macau:
Pete: I'll go call Vegas.