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Lioana went her separate way to get a few groceries she ordered from Heyward. John B, Kiara, and Pope sit out on the porch as JJ exaggerates the story.
"And we were right outside like this," JJ walks over, pushing himself against the wall. "And all we hear is just, 'Bam! Bam! Bam!' Knocking paint off the wall, G! From the inside! Alright?"
"And I'm just looking at him, like- wait. First off, look at this shit!" JJ walks over and stands in front of the couch, shaking the paint out of his hair. "Look at it!"
"The hell?" Pope scoots away from the mess of paint on the deck by his feet.
"That's dandruff..." Kie looks down at the paint and back up at JJ, "That's disgusting."
"Okay, thank you," Pope says shooing JJ away.
"Look at all that! Alright? That's paint," JJ defends. "At that point, I was just, like... I'm waiting for death."
"Oh, okay. So you saw the guys that shot at us, right?" Pope asks.
"Yeah," JJ says, stressing out.
"Did you- did you get a good description of them? What did they look like?"
"Yeah, anything?" Kie inquires with Pope. "Anything's helpful."
"Anything we can bring to like, a police report, maybe?"
"Yeah," Kie looks back at John B, and he shrugs.
"Burly." JJ blurts out.
"Burly?" Pope repeats.
"Yeah. You know, like-"
"That's not very helpful." Kie judges.
"Okay, well, no. Like the type of guy at my dad's garage." JJ explains, "You guys know, he made cargo hides for drug smugglers."
"Yeah, yes." Kie begins before JJ talks over her,
"I can tell you with full confidence, guys."
"No, we know." Kie finishes.
"These boys... these killers-" JJ takes a puff of his vape before continuing, "They're square groupers."
"They're square groupers. Like narco square grouper? Like Pablo Escobar square grouper?" Pope questions.
"Yeah," JJ nods.
"You guys, not everything is a kingpin movie." Kiara scoffs.
"Okay, so, what does this square grouper look like- specifically?" Pope looks up at JJ.
"You weren't there, bro!" JJ defends.
"Because apparently, you don't know what to look for!" Pope yells back at JJ.
"Dude! I wasn't taking little mental polaroid's the entire time, man! I was under duress! Okay?" JJ hollers. "But I can tell you-- I can tell you, by the way that Miss Lana was screaming... that these guys are serious, serious hombres, man." JJ exhales stressfully, "It's a heavy vibe right now, okay? I'm not liking this very much."
