Unpleasant and Split finally arrived in San Diego after hours of driving. So they stopped in a restaurant to eat food.
Unpleasant is looking at the window as traffic is passing by.

Unpleasant: (clicks tongue once) "I love San Diego."

Split: "...Don't you miss Russia?"

Unpleasant: (reaches for his fountain drink) "Fuck the condone Russia."

Unpleasant sips his drink.

Split: (exhales) "Well it's best to feel that way."

Split picks up her fork and jabs it slightly on a piece of salad lettuce. She eats it.

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