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He sighed. "Abernathy. She's pretty smart."
Avice sighed, crossing her arms.
He shook his head. "No."
He rolled his eyes playfully. "I have an acidic smoke bomb."
She sat back, looking at Jack. "I think so."
He rolled his eyes. "No way."
"There's going to be people inside. What do we do about them?"
She nodded. "Alright."
He scoffed. "No way."
He nodded, doing the same. "Got it."
She raised her eyebrows. "You starting this again?"
He frowned. "Why a gopher?"
Francis frowned his voice low. "I'm not sure. It's hard to tell."
"I can see that," she murmured. "Anything else?"
He frowned. "Eh."
He nodded, readjusting for a moment as he looked around.
She shook her head. "This sounds bad."
He frowned. "But.. no ideas!"
Francis remained quiet most of the way. He didn't want to admit that he enjoyed situations like this.
She hesitated. "Like a person?"
