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7:16 P.M. \ Clear
Lungmen Central Park, Finball Stand
Your finballs.
Oooh, such springy mouthfeel. Pretty good.
This place definitely earned that recommendation in the Great Foodie Guide!
Glad you like it.
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...That finball guy kinda gives me the creeps.
I know what you mean. Like, you're selling finballs, why do you have a big knife on the counter there?
The Foodie Guide says the owner is an old man called 'The Godly Finball Uncle.'
He couldn't be some kind of triad or something...
Hm? Did you want something else?
Oh, no.
...customers have been so weird lately.
I'm sure it's got nothing to do with that 'Resting Triad Face' you've got going on.
And this is what you wear to work? Think about how this makes Uncle Tung look.
Welcome back. Done with work?
You could say that. The office said you took some credit. How much?
32.60, rounded. You want to try one?
Where'd that come from? I don't have any change on me.
Consider it a token of my appreciation for doing so much to look after my business.
All right. Don't mind if I do.
Hmm...
It's tasty and all, but isn't this Uncle Tung's stall? A tribute made with borrowed goods is one without meaning.
You always have to get your digs in. This one's on me...
Okay then. You've definitely gotten better. I wish the other punks took things as seriously as you do.
Evening. I'll take some finballs.
Coming right up.
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Take your time. I'm just enjoying the view of the river. Usually don't see it from this far away.
Smells nice. The Great Foodie Guide never gets it wrong.
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...order up. Here's your change.
Thanks.
Please come again.
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Ow... I was thrown clear...?
Thank heaven for guard rails. Otherwise we'd be a puddle down there.
Hurry up! Pull me out!
They're trying to get away! Stay on them!
Mmmff! This... airbag... it's smooshing me!
Hold still! You're gonna crush my Lil Homie! Yo! Croissant! It's comin' outta your pay!
It ain't me! I can't move at all with Texas on top of me!
Oof.
Then I guess it's up to me——!
Bison! Wait!
Everyone's crowding around. If they get away now we'll never catch them!
Pull me out already! That Forte kid's coming!
I'm trying!
Don't move!
So... heavy...
Who——
A sniper?!
Yo, Texas.
On it.
(They missed. Bad shot?)
(No, they're trying to hit the fuel tank——!)
Huh, what's going on? Who's shooting at the Forte kid?
Focus! The wolf's on her way too! Pull me out already!
Wait, what's that smell? It's fuel! Hurry!!
Brother... it's what it is.
You son of a——!
Damn! I can't——
Ugh. Too late.
