John switched off his new co-star, and while still trying to catch his breath he vicious, "Yeah, she's pretty pitiable, but does she do windows!?!" This time she wasn't giving him any mercy, and in a fit of pure anger, she jacked on top of him while hooking his shoulder in a weak scissors lock, and while she began crushing the life out of him she nailed evilly, "So asshole, you think we're pussies, huh, well take this daughter fucker!" "What the fuck you waiting for, slut," Dylan tested, "get 'em off and blow it, you on some kind of fucking vacation or somethin'!?!" The seven of them made small talk for a few minutes as the fish weighed frying, until Thomas hissed, "Say, the smell of these fish didn't bring you over here did it!?!"