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You didn't have to do this.

Just enjoy the moment.

Wow.

Told you I got you.

- Right?

- Yeah.

Oh, my gosh,

look at this.

- This is what I'm talking about.

- Look at that.

Open it up.

- Open her up.

- (LAUGHING)

You want me to, like,

punch the gas?

Punch it, feel it.

(ENGINE REVVING)

Okay.

Hey! Whoa, whoa,

whoa, whoa. Easy!

What? Come on,

you said punch it.

Respect the power though.

But I can feel the power.

It needs some balance.

You got to balance it out.

You can't just open her up,

let her go without...

- Are you gonna let me drive?

- Okay, babe.

- Just stay in your lane.

- Stop.

- Thank you.

- Come here.

(UPBEAT MUSIC

PLAYING ON RADIO)

JOHN:
Ooh.

Remember this joint?

(BREA SINGING ALONG)

- What, you don't sing?

- Nah.

(LAUGHING)

(BOTH SINGING ALONG)

BREA:
I love these places.

JOHN:
Yeah, let's make this

a quick stop.

BREA:
We'd have to

get a few things.

- A few things like...

- You'll see, you'll see.

What can I get you,

my friend?

A Slurpee.

- A Slurpee?

- Yeah.

Okay.

What kind of flavor?

- Blue.

- Blue's not a flavor.

Everybody knows

from New York to Chi-Town,

to LA, to Atlanta,

everybody know

- blue is the flavor.

- Yeah, okay.

What are you looking at?

- You.

- (CHUCKLES)

RED:
Well,

that's up to you.

Whoa.

No, no, no, nothing.

I'll, uh, call you back.

(COUNTRY MUSIC PLAYING

ON SPEAKERS)

Excuse me, can you tell me where

the gas cans are, please?

- Yeah, first aisle on the left.

- Cheers, thanks.

BOTH:
Oh!

I am... Oh, my God,

I am so sorry.

(LAUGHING) It's okay. Don't

worry about it. It's fine.

It's totally my fault,

my bloody fault.

It's my fault,

I wasn't even...

I'm so sorry.

You wanna do that?

- It's... Yeah, thanks.

- Sorry, I'm so sorry.

Could I... Can I... Can I

get this for you, please?

No, don't be silly.

I'll feel a lot better

if you will.

- You don't need to do that.

- I know, but it would

make me feel better.

- Okay. (LAUGHS)

- Thank you.

Thanks, you sure?

Hey, quick question.

What flavor is blue exactly?

You know, I have been

asking myself the same thing.

- Mystery flavor.

- Mystery of the world, right?

- (LAUGHS) Yeah.

- See you.

- Sorry.

- RED:
There you go.

- And a Slurpee.

- SALESWOMAN:
Okay.

Do you mind if I

leave this for a moment?

- No, no problem.

- Where's the bathroom?

- It's in the back.

- Okay. I'll be right back.

- Sorry again.

- Don't worry about it.

Excuse me.

(TRUCK HORN BLARES)

Oh! Oh, my gosh.

It's okay. I didn't know

anyone was here.

It's okay. It's okay.

They're out

of paper towels?

Yeah.

MAN:
Cara,

move your ass.

I'm coming.

- (DOOR BANGS OPEN)

- Cara, get your ass up.

CARA:

Just give me a minute.

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