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Jack: "Can I come?" He asks.
Jack: "Why you rubbing your hands like that, it's freaky."
Jack: "Easy for you too say! One wrong step and I'm Jack well done!" He says.
Jack: "Not exactly."
Jack: He grows to normal size, grumbling. "I never get to do a anything fun."
Jack: "Come on, there has to be a way I can stay." He whines
Jack: "You..." He shrinks down, standing on Cole's shoulder. "Go ahead, buddy!"
Jack: "Where'd you get all this?" He asks. "You know what, I don't care." He laughs.
Jack: He steps in, and shrinks down and looks under the bed. "Dude... What the hell?"
Jack: He follows Cole, and hisses to him. "Man, that was TOO close."
*guard
Jack: He shrugs to the card.
Jack: He stands and scratches himself, opening his cell door. "What are you talking about?"
Jack: He yells out, the sleep in his voice. "Wat u want..." He slurs.
Jack: He is still snoring, lying on his back.
Jack: Snores in his cell, fast asleep.
Jack: "...the one all my stuff is in...?" He says as he picks up a leaf.
Jack: "No. Probably going to head back to the prison, anywho." He says, hopping down.
Jack: "Damn man, just askin'." He says.
Jack: Standing on Patricks shoulder. "Who's the chick?" He asks.