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Jack: "Well what did you have in mind?" He whines in a slightly annoyed voice.
Jack: He points out a burger place. "Yay or nay?" He asks.
Jack: "Anywhere?" He says, as he looks around the street.
Jack: "I want something cheap, I need more human money..." He whines.
Jack: "Hey!" He whines, as he turns and scoffs. "Anyway, keep your eyes out for anything good. Or food, that too."
Jack: "How else am I gonna get legs? You think somebody as important as me uses prosthetics?" He remarks, with a slight snicker.
Jack: "First things first, something sharp..." I say.
Jack: Turns to Sparrow. "Well, normally I like to throw rocks through windows, but as I said I need new legs. So..." He says, trailing off.
Jack: "They're not as natural as a nice hoof, that's what I say." He explains, rambling on.
Jack: "Cool, I need a new set of false feet. These ones are so uncomfortable." He remarks as he walks back up the stairs.
Jack: "Thanks. And no, why? You want to hang with your buddy Jack?" He smirks as he crouches down.
Jack: "My guys have... But I haven't. It'd be a waste of good talent." He says with a laugh, pulling his arm up as a skeletal hand emerges from...
Jack: "That's it? No details?" He pesters, interested.
Jack: "Not directly... Why? Have you?" He asks Sparrow.
Jack: "You're awfully quiet Raven." He comments, peeking over her shoulder as she reads.
Jack: "How did I know I'd find you two down here?" He says, not sure what to make of the two.
(Oops) Jack: Walks down a set of stairs into a small subway station.
Jack: Looks up and sees Raven and Sparrow. "Oh god..." He complains as he crosses the street.
Jack: He summons a skeletal hand, using it to scratch his back.
Jack: He sighs as he slides the tennis ball into his pocket and walks down the road.