[Tucker keeps his cool, and he's tempted to shoot back with something like "yeah, I'll spit in yours", but Adam's interjection stops him short. He's glad this kid is playing along now. A kindred spirit. Tucker grins.]
Yeah, let's get the hell outta here. This is starting to get boring.
[He gives the rich kids a little wave and returns to his sickly-sweet voice.]
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Yeah, let's get the hell outta here. This is starting to get boring.
[He gives the rich kids a little wave and returns to his sickly-sweet voice.]
You gents have a lovely afternoon.
[He turns to leave.]