“Weir?”
“Yeah, Jer?”
“What the hell did we take?”
“You talking about the whole universe-getting-sliced up thing that’s going on?”
“Yeah.”
“I’m just rolling with it.”
“Well, you know: me too, man, but I’m just trying to put a name to the situation.”
“Ah. Hey, uh, Mrs. Donna Jean. Everything copacetic?”
“WHOOOOOOAAAA–AAAHAHH-yeaaaahhhYEEEAAHHHH.”
“I’ll take that as a ‘yes.'”
I’ll have two of whatever they had