[The lack of decency in these glances is absolutely appalling. He leans up against the edge of the pool, arms draped over as he leaves his chin up against his hands.]
There's no such thing as money up here, dude.
[Goodbye, capitalism, hello communism.
Have you worked at the farm -er- garden lately, fellow utopian?]
Oh.
I was talkin' about my secret stash. [Desperate times call for desperate measures.]
I found packages of ramen in my toilet a few weeks ago. I mean... they're still safe, none of the water got into them, but if you can get past that fact, they... taste pretty good, actually.
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There's no such thing as money up here, dude.
[Goodbye, capitalism, hello communism.
Have you worked at the farm -er- garden lately, fellow utopian?]
Oh.
I was talkin' about my secret stash. [Desperate times call for desperate measures.]
I found packages of ramen in my toilet a few weeks ago. I mean... they're still safe, none of the water got into them, but if you can get past that fact, they... taste pretty good, actually.
[YUSUKE, WOULD YOU LIKE SOME TOILET RAMEN?]