[Johnnie opts for grabbing his napkin to store his share of the shrimp, as well as the clams - they're in-shell too but cooked, this'll be fine, surely - then bolts right toward that side door.
Brian getting wine all smashed in his face is so fucking good Johnnie nearly trips and falls backward while trying to both escape and watch - he stumbles, catches himself on one hand on the pavement, then pushes back off to finish the sprint to the bike. His palm's all scraped up but he won't notice until later, with adrenaline and joy rushing through his system.
Chrissy flips them off and Johnnie howls, while riding off with his own napkin parcel tucked between his legs.]
Hell, we didn't burn shit down but we still did piss 'em off real good! Cops are gonna be lookin' for us now so keep an eye out!
[Since the restaurant will undoubtedly call the police. That will complicate the rest of their entire night for sure, but it's a big city and there must be worse crimes than stealing some shrimp for the pigs to deal with.]
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Brian getting wine all smashed in his face is so fucking good Johnnie nearly trips and falls backward while trying to both escape and watch - he stumbles, catches himself on one hand on the pavement, then pushes back off to finish the sprint to the bike. His palm's all scraped up but he won't notice until later, with adrenaline and joy rushing through his system.
Chrissy flips them off and Johnnie howls, while riding off with his own napkin parcel tucked between his legs.]
Hell, we didn't burn shit down but we still did piss 'em off real good! Cops are gonna be lookin' for us now so keep an eye out!
[Since the restaurant will undoubtedly call the police. That will complicate the rest of their entire night for sure, but it's a big city and there must be worse crimes than stealing some shrimp for the pigs to deal with.]