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❝ 𝐓𝐇𝐀𝐓'𝐒 what, a three-story fall to the deck? ❞
pope says, looking up at john b, who was standing on top of a building.
"i give you about a one-in-three chance of survival."
"hm. should i do it?" john b asks.
"yeah, jump." pope says. "i'll shoot you on the way down."
"you'll shoot me?"
"yep."
"pow." john b makes gun motion with his hand, pretending to shoot pope.
"they're gonna have japanese toilets with towel warmers." kiara comes walking towards them with scarlett.
"of course. why wouldn't they?"
"this used to be a turtle habitat, but who cares about the turtles, i guess?" kiara says she then turns and looks up at john b. "can you please not kill yourself?"
"don't spill that beer! i'm not giving you another one." jj says.
"woah. oh, shit!" john b says as he drops the can of beer.
"as he drops it." scarlett chuckles.
"of course you did."
"smooth."
"a-plus."
"dumbass."
"hey!" an officer yells.
"hey, uh, security's here." pope says. "let's wrap it up!"
