JediWannaBe: Here are your 9, 6, 7, 45, and soda. Come again.
JediWannaBe: This isn't so bad. Aside from a hundred mishaps, misorders, and arguments, I think I've gotten the hang of things. Keeping up this sunny disposition towards others has really made me feel better on the inside. I feel like I could actually be successful in another council meeting.
Gran (reeyee03.wav): Dish out the next dish!
JediWannaBe: Right away!
JediWannaBe: Here you are, sir.
*It is our old friend JediWatanabe*
*View them both from front*
JediWannaBe (lurches out of window): I'M GONNA KILL YOU!
JediWatanabe: Ch-ch-chotto matte!
JediWannaBe (trying to beat wtnb): I'm not buying any mottoes you're selling! I'm just gonna tear you a few new ones!
*JediWatanabe on the edge of his vehicle while fending off fists*
JediWatanabe: Wait! Yameru! Time out! Listenu!
JediWannaBe: I'm not backing down! I'm gonna get my second chance!
*JediWatanabe slips off but pulls JediWannaBe with him*
*JediWatanabe is hanging onto JediWannaBe foot who is hanging onto vehicle*
JediWannaBe: Get off of me! Get off! Get off!
JediWatanabe: I'M SORRY!
JediWannaBe: ... You what?
*JediWannaBe loses his grip*
*They both fall to their doom*