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(Thursday afternoon, INT: Capsaicin Lounge kitchen)

JH: So I found our PCP dealer yesterday.
ChA: There are more things wrong with that sentence than it has words, starting with the fact that you said it at our place of employment.
JH: It's a straight shot down Temperance Avenue to get to the park where I was mugged, so... that makes sense.
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JH (ChA steps on his foot): I figure the next step for us is to set up a stakeout of the general area, see if I can spot the-OW!
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JH (continually being poked, prodded, stomped, etc): I'm pretty sure I'd be able to recogn-EE!
JH: I'd just need to get a look at his fa-NGK!
JH: And then we can follo-NCH!
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JH: ...Oh, hey, you want me to shut up, don't you?
ChA: Indefinitely, if possible, yes.