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Someone a little less 'colorful,' or 'having of a checkered past' or 'totally fucking insane' than Jason Dean might express surprise when suddenly stumbling across the Nexus. But hey, it's been a weird life.
He swigs from a Slurpee cup roughly the size of his head and raises one crooked eyebrow. "Greetings and salutations...you folks got a Snappy Snack Shack around here? Bullshit name, I know, but I could really go for a turbo dog."
"And if the inner works of ham and cheese don't pop your cork, say you've got some place that really runs your life. Work, school, whatever. Say someone just happens to blow it up. Boom, you're dead."
JD's grin is not a nice thing. "Now that you're dead, what are you gonna do with your life?"
He swigs from a Slurpee cup roughly the size of his head and raises one crooked eyebrow. "Greetings and salutations...you folks got a Snappy Snack Shack around here? Bullshit name, I know, but I could really go for a turbo dog."
"And if the inner works of ham and cheese don't pop your cork, say you've got some place that really runs your life. Work, school, whatever. Say someone just happens to blow it up. Boom, you're dead."
JD's grin is not a nice thing. "Now that you're dead, what are you gonna do with your life?"