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Back in the van, Pope was still pulling a face, his arms crossed on his chest. Sitting on front of him, Isis gave him a soft kick.
"Are you pouting?"
"I'm not."
She shared a teasing look with JJ, sitting with them in the back. He was rolling a joint. Isis frowned seeing this, then shook her head in disbelief.
"Pope, we're not stealing the drone, we're borrowing it," assured John B.
" 'Humans are the only animal that can't tell fantasy from reality'," he quoted back.
"Did you come up with that?" asked John B.
"Albert Bernstein came up with that, but it applies to this whole treasure-hunting thing."
"... oh."
"So, which is it?" inquired Pope. "Fantasy, or reality?"
"Why are you so weird, Pope?"
"Why are you such a pain in the ass, JJ?" replied Isis.
"Cause that's how you love me."
"... Fair enough," she mumbled.
"It's fantasy, but possible reality," answered Kie.
"Reality," said John B after a second.
"I don't know, but if it isn't real, I throw myself out the window," Isis concluded.
"Virtual reality," said JJ lighting his zippo.
Pope took the blunt off his mouth.
"Keep the signal clear."
JJ pursed his lips and gave Isis a begging look.
"He's absolutly right, don't get high now dumbass," she supported.
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