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"You think I'm unprepared, brat? If I have sleeping-gas grenades with me, of course I'll have gas masks too", letting out an amused snort, old man Peter comments before placing the two grenades in the open bag on the ground and then turning and walking back to the same shipping crate as before.
After rummaging through the crate again, old man Peter returns holding two old dusty gas masks, with some straw fibers stuck to them, "Here, they're a bit old, but I believe they still work."
"Why do you have two?", Jimmy asks, curious.
"I always have a backup in case I'm with someone or one breaks", old man Peter explains as he checks if the masks are functional.
"Alright, there's no avoiding this topic, right? I know about your past, but why do you keep these things, old man?", Jimmy asks. I mean, he understood that the old man had a past involving espionage and all that, but this explanation indicated a level of preparedness of a person who hadn't exactly 'retired,' so to speak.
"I keep these things in case they end up finding me here, they're to buy me time!", old man Peter replies, finishing checking whether the masks were functional and finding no problems. His words basically confirmed what Jimmy suspected.
Frowning at all this, Mandy asks, completely confused by what the two were saying, "Find you? Who would want to find you? Jimmy, who is this hobo?"
"He's just a paranoid hobo who thinks he's a spy, Mandy! He's not really dangerous, so relax!", Jimmy replies calmly, intervening on behalf of old man Peter, who was just watching the scene without caring in the slightest about the drama of this annoying, spoiled girl. Yeah, you couldn't say he liked her. Fortunately, they wouldn't have to meet many more times beyond today.
"How is he not dangerous? He has grenades", Mandy asks, frowning and gesturing indignantly.
"Mandy, buying guns in this country is as easy as making instant noodles; the old man having grenades isn't that impressive", Jimmy says, lying through his teeth. He knew that although guns were pretty easy to buy in the U.S., grenades were a whole different story.
"…You don't fool me, Hopkins! I know something very wrong is going on with this filthy hobo", staring at him for a few long seconds, Mandy says with a furrowed brow. She was sure that Jimmy knew something and was hiding it from her.
"Cool, good for you! But being suspicious doesn't change the fact that that's all you're going to get from me! Besides, it's not like you're going to be dealing with the old man after today, so relax, this isn't even going to come close to affecting you", Jimmy replies. She could be as suspicious as she wanted; he had no obligation to tell her what he knew.
"Nice talk, but how long are we going to keep stalling?", clapping his hands, old man Peter interrupts the two. It was already nighttime, and if they didn't speed things up, they could end up missing the chance to pull the prank on Mr. Burton.
Agreeing with what old man Peter said, Jimmy turns his gaze to Mandy and asks, "The old man is right! Mandy, did you send that fake love letter to Mr. Burton like I suggested?"
"Yes, you gave a good idea, and I decided not to complicate things! I wrote pretending to be a supermodel who just moved to town and saw him by chance on a fateful day!
She then fell in love with the pig at first sight and is writing the letter because she wants to meet him in person!
I didn't use my handwriting; I wore gloves the whole time and even made it look like the letter was delivered to the school mailbox. I had to climb the wall to do it, but now all of that was for nothing", Mandy replies, upset because all her work had turned out to be for nothing. In the end, she had only wasted her precious time on something that wouldn't even be used.
"No, it wasn't useless, that letter will get him out of the school today! It's just not reusable anymore because of the DNA caution and all that", Jimmy says. The fake letter would still be useful, just not the way they originally imagined.
"Alright, so we have to set up this trap in his car until 10:00 PM. It must be almost 7:00 PM now, so we'd better start working right away", letting out a sigh, Mandy says, deducing the current time.
"The brat is surprisingly right! Here, kid!", upon realizing, surprisingly, that he agreed with what Mandy said, old man Peter says as he hands one of the gas masks to Jimmy.
"Thanks, but you'd better give it to me a little before we go into action! Anyway, do you know where to find a bucket, Mandy?", Jimmy says, returning the mask before turning to Mandy and asking, after all, they needed a container to carry the shit.
"Yes, but we'll have to break into the janitor's room", Mandy responds. The janitor's room is the most obvious place to find a bucket.
"Alright, show me the way, I just hope I don't end up finding some corpse that weirdo killed recently", nodding in understanding, Jimmy says, gesturing for her to show the way. The only thing he could do was hope not to come across anything sinister there, after all, that janitor had the face, features, and mannerisms of a serial killer.
As soon as the two start moving toward the exit, old man Peter calls out to them, asking what he should do, "And me? What should I do in the meantime?"
"You prepare that belly, old man! When we get back, you'll have to fill the bucket with shit", shrugging, Jimmy says jokingly.
Joking back, old man Peter says with a shitty smile on his face, "Then bring a big bucket, brat! My belly is stuffed with shit, I think there are like two, three kilos of crap in here."
Looking at the two of them with a disgusted face, Mandy says before turning and leaving without waiting for Jimmy, "You two are disgusting."
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