[She doesn't want to push, but it's hard to imagine being fine given the situation, especially when considering the situation they thought they'd be encountering.]
Once we figure this out, I'll be fine. It's just - a lot, you know?
Hey, since when have you known me to say things I don't mean?
[Haha, anyway — moving on!]
... Yeah, I know. Round 2 isn't exactly what I was hoping after all that talk about the head honchos leaving us the fuck alone. [It's? More than just a little disappointing?] But we got through this together once, and we'll do it again. I'm not letting you, or Percy, quit on me until we get that grand tour.
[A glance at the toilet... I just realized we did not include a sink in here so they are literally squished between the door and the toilet. Unfortunate.]
Dunno, I'm starting to warm up to it. You don't think the smell of eau de toilette is charming?
Wow. Maybe when we all get home you'll start up your own perfume brand and become an entrepeneur.
[She probably can, but she would have to get uncomfortably close, so she just kind of looks at the available space and... clears her throat. And maybe flushes a little bit, don't worry about it, it's fine.]
Sorry, just, um... You know, nice thought, but tight spaces. Maybe you should just go out first?
Think it has a chance to sell? Shit, I gotta come up with a catchy jingle now.
[This is fine, though.
Jason blinks, like he doesn't quite realize why she's reluctant... and then he glances down and notices that, hm. She sure would have to get up in his space to make it to the door.
... Clearing his throat.]
Right. Great idea. Lemme just...
[Turns the doorknob so the door s l o w l y creaks open on its own, and then
[Rubbing the back of his neck now that they are free.]
No way we're all fitting inside the loo, though. Not unless we want to play body jenga, anyway. Think there's a chance we're making any pit stops soon?
God, I hope so. The town was shit, don't get me wrong, but at least we could walk around without having to avoid forty people crammed into a tiny space.
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[There is, at least, a little bit more certainty in her voice as she says it this time.]
Sorry, I know you must be freaked out, too. Are you going to be okay...?
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'Course I am. [Probably.] But what about you? Are you going to be okay?
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[She doesn't want to push, but it's hard to imagine being fine given the situation, especially when considering the situation they thought they'd be encountering.]
Once we figure this out, I'll be fine. It's just - a lot, you know?
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[Haha, anyway — moving on!]
... Yeah, I know. Round 2 isn't exactly what I was hoping after all that talk about the head honchos leaving us the fuck alone. [It's? More than just a little disappointing?] But we got through this together once, and we'll do it again. I'm not letting you, or Percy, quit on me until we get that grand tour.
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[It's weak, but the fact that she's attempting to joke at all at least means she's calming down. She sounds grateful apart from that, too.]
Sorry. You probably want to get out of the bathroom now, huh?
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[A glance at the toilet... I just realized we did not include a sink in here so they are literally squished between the door and the toilet. Unfortunate.]
Dunno, I'm starting to warm up to it. You don't think the smell of eau de toilette is charming?
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I think the chances of me gagging are rising exponentially by the minute, actually.
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Aw, c'mon. It goes perfectly with the gasoline stench and everyone's B.O. Someone should trademark this.
[It does not. Moving away from the door as much as he can, given how tiny the stall is, he reaches over to unlock it.]
After you?
[... Can Natalie even squeeze out like this, though?]
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[She probably can, but she would have to get uncomfortably close, so she just kind of looks at the available space and... clears her throat. And maybe flushes a little bit, don't worry about it, it's fine.]
Sorry, just, um... You know, nice thought, but tight spaces. Maybe you should just go out first?
[Nailed it.]
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[This is fine, though.
Jason blinks, like he doesn't quite realize why she's reluctant... and then he glances down and notices that, hm. She sure would have to get up in his space to make it to the door.
... Clearing his throat.]
Right. Great idea. Lemme just...
[Turns the doorknob so the door s l o w l y creaks open on its own, and then
just kind of
shimmies out?
They're doing great.]
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[She's coming out as soon as he does, before looking around and pausing.]
We should probably - talk to the others, right?
[Free her.]
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[Rubbing the back of his neck now that they are free.]
No way we're all fitting inside the loo, though. Not unless we want to play body jenga, anyway. Think there's a chance we're making any pit stops soon?
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[literally how]
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[pew pew]
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[Someone is still salty about, uh, so many things.]