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Oleander: Time sensitive question. How do I flirt?

Wendy: Throw rocks at them.

Ned: Hotdogs.

Erika: Kill them.

Oleander: Thanks, guys.

Erika: Where are we?

Oleander: Um. Don't worry. The ship has to be around here somewhere.

Wendy: You've been saying that for the last three hours. Just admit it. We're lost. You have no idea where the ship is.

Oleander: We’re not lost. I know where the ship is.

Oleander:

Oleander: I just don't know where we are in relation to it.

Wendy: That's what lost means!

Oleander: We're not lost. I just don't know where we are right now.

Wendy: Stop saying the definition of lost and then saying we're not it!

Ned: Okay now I'm lost.

Erika & Wendy: Join the club.

Clade: Why did you three get arrested?

Wendy: We don't know.

Ned: We didn't do anything wrong.

Oleander: We got pulled over and when the officer said “papers” Ned yelled “scissors” and then Wendy drove off.

Oleander: What are you writing?

Wendy: The Captain wants to know what kind of weapons we have in our quarters. I'm letting him know it's private information.

Ned, peering over Wendy's shoulder: This just says “fuck around and find out” in calligraphy.

Wendy: Mhm.

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