I give Kasey a hard stare before chuckling. "Okay, okay, you got me. Seriously though, you shouldn't poke through anyone's porn. Your father's, mine, your mother's, mine again."
"Fuckin' good. Uh...Hey, you know how you do that alternate dimension thing? And you brought over Mr. Pucci? Mind if I speak to him for a few minutes? I love his work. Huge fan."
The grill of the car melts as soon as I arrive, "Nice try, Salt. I've planted a small microphone in Kasey's bow." I rush toward Salt and his face, melting it off. "Irresponsible."
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