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Of <span class="mu-i">COURSE</span> you take it, are you <span class="mu-s">NUTS?!</span> Giving your ‘<span class="mu-i">partner</span>’ a grateful nod, you take the cup from her outstretched hand and bring it close to your lips-it’s a wonder she didn’t <span class="mu-i">spill</span> it being upside-down and a-
<span class="mu-s">-CLICK!-</span>
… it’s a wonder <span class="mu-i">you</span> didn’t drop it with how close that damn <span class="mu-s">CAMERA FLASH WAS!</span> Barely resisting the urge to use her camera like a speed bag, you send Pepper a glare that could turn Mina to stone! Is she just gathering <span class="mu-s">BLACKMAIL</span> on you now or wh-
“‘S only blackmail if I use it in a bad way!” Pepper interrupts in a chipper tone! “Think of these as… <span class="mu-i">MEMENTOS!</span> Yea!”
Yea, you snort as you peer into the blood-red liquid in the cup and the faint lipstick print on the rim, you’re sure the police will love thumbing through <span class="mu-i">THAT</span> scrapboo-
“Awww don’t be a narc-treat yourself already!” The girl frowns! “Gotta stay crisp if we’re gonna be doin’ legwork tonight, sandcrab~”
Time enough for <span class="mu-i">that</span>... taking a swig of the <span class="mu-s">JUNGLE JUICE,</span> your taste buds are pummeled by a sudden onslaught of <span class="mu-s">FRUITY FLAVOR</span> culminating in a boozy aftertaste that nearly knocks you on your ass!
That’s what you get for not eating in a while, you guess! Savoring the flavor for a pleasant moment, it takes you a second to realize Pepper’s still giving you a long, <span class="mu-s">SMUG</span> stare! Is she gonna hang from that branch all night, or?
“Until you offer me another sip, yep!” Chirps Pepper as she swings a few more times! “You <span class="mu-i">are</span> a gentleman, right?”
Right! Handing the cup back to her, you can still feel the warmth of the booze radiating off of your throat! What’s <span class="mu-i">in</span> that anyways?
“Fruit juice and a buttload of vodka,” She reports before taking a long swig! An exultant breath escapes her lips as she hands it back to you! “They call it a <span class="mu-s">FRUIT PUNCH</span>-you can probably guess why.”
You guess you can, you repeat as you scan the woods surrounding you.
It’s <span class="mu-i">quiet</span>...
Passing the drink back and forth, you ponder what your next step is…
>ASK ABOUT HER BROTHER!
>WHAT HAPPENED TO THEIR RESCUE PLAN?
>SO SHE WAS THE MYSTERIOUS TWIG-SNAPPER, HUH?
>GET DOWN FROM THERE-WE’VE GOT WORK TO DO! (NO QUESTIONS-LET'S GO!)
>I’VE LEARNED A FEW THINGS…
>WHAT’S YOUR DEAL WITH SWIMMING, ANYWAYS?
>WRITE-IN!
