Verosika: Actually, prick. It has my name on it.

[Verosika points down to her name written in purple spray paint by their feet. I.M.P is crossed out on the ground.]

Verosika: I'm doing a bit of freelance for one of the infinitely more successful companies in the building...

Loona: *watching from the van* No way...

Verosika: ...and they wanted to have me come in this week to lead their team during spring break.

Blitzo: A WEEK?! No, no, you are NOT parking here for a fuckin' week!

Verosika: *removes her sunglasses* Awww, you mad, Blitz-o? You gonna run off, leaving someone else to pay for the hotel room, steal their car and run...

Blitzo and Verosika: ...run three rings to Wrath and max MY credit cards on shitty horse riding lessons?!

Blitzo: Goddamn it whore, you will NOT let that go!

Verosika: Choke on a sandpaper cock.

[Verosika flips him the bird and walks away while Loona fearfully lowers her head in the van.]

[Blitzo follows Verosika

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[Blitzo follows Verosika.]

Blitzo: HOLD ON! You better move that pussy wagon right now, or I'm gonna...

[A towering muscular Hellhound appears behind Blitzo and growls.]

Hellhound: You'll what?

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Hellhound: You'll what?

Blitzo: *glances around and stutters in fear* Or I'll... uh... uh, I- I'll call HR!

[After a second of awkward silence, Verosika, Blitzo and the Hellhound laugh as if in a sitcom.]

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