[Pickles has felt panic for the first time in XX years, and it's so novel that he can't help but be swept up for a hot minute.]
If Friday finds out, we're gonna be in so much trouble! She's gonna put our sorry asses right back in the ship an' I can NOT go back to that... goddamn... that! You better not blow it for us, man, or else we're gonna lose our one chance outta the black!
[And then his panic... pops, like a bubble. He looks back towards the door.]
...Where is Friday, anyway? Isn't this the kinda shit she should be dealin' with?
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If Friday finds out, we're gonna be in so much trouble! She's gonna put our sorry asses right back in the ship an' I can NOT go back to that... goddamn... that! You better not blow it for us, man, or else we're gonna lose our one chance outta the black!
[And then his panic... pops, like a bubble. He looks back towards the door.]
...Where is Friday, anyway? Isn't this the kinda shit she should be dealin' with?