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[[John sits in the darkened Living Room. Leeloo is on his lap.]]
John: That you George?

John: Some of the guys are coming over tonight. 'Gonna watch TV and play some D&D. Thinking about ordering pizza or something.

John: Interested?

[[George has joined John on the couch. He wears a sombrero and has maracas in his hands. His face is stained with blood.]]
George: Nah, I had Mexican.