Jammer: *jumps up* What? A paramite on the loose? Don't worry boss. *pulls out his Blitz Packer and goes to Arnie and Smudge* Just say the magic word, sir, and that paramite is only a mess on the floor. *glares at Smudge and hisses to him* (What are you looking at?)
Ammy: *wakes up* ...oh... Red? *silently* Hey, Red... Wake up. The boss is calling!
RM: Ohh...O-okay. Could you help me a bit...?
Ammy: Sure. Here we go.
RM: (Oww, oww, owww! I can't get up! But I have to... ) *lets out a little whimper as he gets on his feet* I-I'm coming boss. *takes his gun and limps to Arnie* Good Morning, sir.
Jammer: ...geez...("Good morning sir"- what does he think he is?)
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