Augustus/Supports (Awakening)

* **George**: First off, in your time, did I get gimped like I did? Or did something else happen entirely?
* **Augustus**: You were incapacitated somehow. You and mom didn't like telling me the story because you thought it would scare me away from fighting.
* **George**: Man, the fact that we had to worry about that is kind of sad, to be frank.
* **Augustus**: It wasn't a pretty world out there. I had to be trained up because Esh-Ban was still on the loose.
* **George**: Damn. That guy's like a cockroach. He'd survive getting his head cut off.
* **Augustus**: I dunno. I feel like that part's a bit of a cock*reach*.
* **George**: Oh, you don't know nothing about cockreaches until you've seen—
* **Augustus**: Okay, you officially made it awkward.
* **George**: What, are those jokes not kosher around my kid?
* **Augustus**: I don't think so.
* **George**: Damn. Okay. At least you're only shaving off 40% of the possible jokes.
* **Augustus**: Sorry about that. We'll make up some new ones together.
* **George**: You're really dedicated to this, aren't you?
* **Augustus**: Well of course! In fact, it's my dream to start a traveling comedy troupe. We'll travel the world putting on shows for people. And I'd like you to come with me.
* **George**: I see... Well, I don't know how well I'd be able to tag along. Wheelchairs aren't exactly fit for travel.
* **Augustus**: Aw man...
* **George**: We can still make jokes together though! Don't think I'm not out of this plan just yet, kiddo.
* **Augustus**: Alright! Let's get started right away. I hope you're sitting down because these will knock you off your feet.
* **George**: ...

## Augustus and Grace

### C Support

* **Grace**: Aw, look at you, swinging that big scary axe around like there’s invisible monsters around. It’s adorable.

* **Augustus**: There are several things wrong with what you just said, but I’ll let them slide. How’s it going, mom?

* **Grace**: It was going fine until I said anything. Just…keep doing your pretend attacking thing.

* **Augustus**: I don’t like that tone of voice. Something the matter?

* **Grace**: Nothing at all.

* **Augustus**: If I’m not mistaken, you so just sniffled.

* **Grace**: No way!

* **Augustus**: Moooooom, tell me what’s wrooooong.

* **Grace**: …Why don’t you fling spells at everyone like your dad?

* **Augustus**: Because magic isn’t my thing. Is it bugging you that I’m not exactly like he is?

* **Grace**: Not bugging me, just making me a bit sad.

* **Augustus**: Mom, trust me, you don’t want to see me try and use magic. I’m horrendous. When he’d get bored of teaching me jokes, my dad would hand me a tome and ask me to curse something.

* **Grace**: He did?

* **Augustus**: Yup. And it always went bad. One time, I missed my target completely and hit a poor innocent squirrel. Oh how it shrieked in pain until someone kil—

* **Grace**: Okay, thanks for the mental image. Forget I ever brought up you using magic. You’re fine the way you are. Leaving now, love you!!

* **Augustus**: —and that was when I learned how to make rings from their fingers and…wait, where’d you go? Mom?

### B Support

* **Augustus**: Mom, I think I need to talk to you.

* **Grace**: Why do you think that?

* **Augustus**: I've, well, seen you spying on me.

* **Grace**: Me? Spying on you? That's funny.

* **Augustus**: You made it really obvious when you started cheering for me when I was talking to a village girl.

* **Grace**: She looked interested.

* **Augustus**: Mom. No.

* **Grace**: Okay, I'll stop watching you do stuff. Sorry for trying to be a cool mom.

* **Augustus**: No one ever said you weren't a cool mom.

* **Grace**: Yeah, but…

* **Augustus**: And besides, I know why you're watching me. It's got nothing to do with ladies or you being a cool mom.

* **Grace**: Y-you do?

* **Augustus**: Oh yeah. You've made it totally clear.

* **Grace**: ……

* **Augustus**: I'm not going to do it when I know you're watching.

* **Grace**: What?

* **Augustus**: You want me to crack into some of those jokes I've been raised to tell. And you'll just have to wait for them like everyone else.

* **Grace**: But that's…you know what? No. That's right. I'll be patient.

* **Augustus**: Great! That went better than I expected! You're a great mom, you know that? Just don't spy on me for my jokes!

* **Grace**: (I'm spying to see you try and use magic, you silly boy.)

* **Augustus**: Huh?

* **Grace**: Nothing, nothing!

### A Support

* **Augustus**: Mom. I see you.

* **Grace**: Well, yeah, it's not like I'm trying to be sneaky today.

* **Augustus**: I thought I told you not to spy on me anymore, and that I'd tell you all the jokes you'd like.

* **Grace**: You did, and that's great!

* **Augustus**: So are you wanting jokes, or…?

* **Grace**: Not exactly. Because I never wanted them to begin with.

* **Augustus**: You mean you weren't following me like a shadow to watch me be like my dad?

* **Grace**: That's actually WHY I was following you.

* **Augustus**: So now that I want to tell you jokes because I've got some time to kill, you don't want to hear them? That doesn't make sense.

* **Grace**: It's not about the jokes. I'm more than happy that you inherited your father's sense of humor, but it's not about that.

* **Augustus**: Then what is it about?

* **Grace**: I just sort of hoped that I'd get to see you at least try to be like him in regards to your fighting style…

* **Augustus**: I've said it before, I'm no good with magic. I'd love to be more like my dad, but I can't exactly pick up a tome and start flinging spells. Not in my blood.

* **Grace**: But it is in your blood.

* **Augustus**: That's a technicality. You know what is more in my blood though?

* **Grace**: \*sigh\* Your father's sense of humor.

* **Augustus**: My mother's incredible strength. Which is why I took up axes over tomes. Much scarier to hit people with.

* **Grace**: Wait…really?

* **Augustus**: Hell yeah! And until my dying day, whenever that might be, I'm going to be as great of a warrior as both my parents, but especially my mother who raised me to be as fierce as she is.

## Augustus and Bohl

### C Support

* **Bohl**: Oh! Augustus! You are here to make the jokes, yes?

* **Augustus**: If that’s what you’re wanting me to do, sure thing!

* **Bohl**: That was not the original intent?

* **Augustus**: Not exactly, but me making jokes is always a good time, so we can push what I wanted to do back a bit.

* **Bohl**: No, no, do what you wanted to make do with!

* **Augustus**: Okay there bud, if you insist! I’m gonna need you to think really hard on this one, so please don’t jumble your words too bad!

* **Bohl**: Er, hard thinking and word jumbling are same thing to Bohl.

* **Augustus**: C’mon dude, I know you can think and sound smart. There’s not that much happening in there at once, is there?

* **Bohl**: Sort of? Big problems with too much thinking.

* **Augustus**: But how am I supposed to make you into my wisecracking partner in crime if you’re not thinking straight?

* **Bohl**: …That is original intent? To make Bohl funny?

* **Augustus**: Sort of, yeah.

* **Bohl**: Oh, what a good idea to have been had!

* **Augustus**: So you work on those thoughts and those words, and once you’ve got it all straightened out we’re gonna make you almost as funny as me!

## Augustus and Danica

### C Support

* **Augustus**: Whoa, hey there Danica. Nice wandering fingers you got there. Trying to pocket something that belongs to me?

* **Danica**: And have my hand chopped off when you find out? No thank you. I was just fixing part of your shirt.

* **Augustus**: Since when did you decide you care about my clothing?

* **Danica**: Since when didn’t I care?

* **Augustus**: Er, since always?

* **Danica**: Stop being so apprehensive. I’m not stealing anything.

* **Augustus**: Your track record says otherwise.

* **Danica**: I know how you play. You have the clothes on your back and the weapon in your hand. No more, no less.

* **Augustus**: You’ve forgotten something.

* **Danica**: …There’s no way. I literally just went through your pockets and didn’t find anything else. You’re lying.

* **Augustus**: Ignoring the fact that you just admitted to sizing me up for thievery, you totally did miss something.

* **Danica**: Prove it.

* **Augustus**: It’s in the waistband of my pants. My handy guide to how to make jokes in any situation, no matter how terrible! It’s a classic!

* **Danica**: More like, it’s a waste of time to try and steal it.

* **Augustus**: I’ll have you know that my brilliant dad and I came up with all the jokes in it. Mostly him, of course, but I helped! It’s always nice to have a father’s humor clo—Danica is your hand in my pants or am I happy to see you?

* **Danica**: I, er, neither?

### B Support

* **Danica**: Look, if you're still mad about me looking for your book, I understand,

* **Augustus**: There are things in my pants you aren't meant to touch, Danica! And you tried touching them! A guy can't forgive that!

* **Danica**: But I was just looking for your book.

* **Augustus**: Tell that to everything else down there.

* **Danica**: Seriously, stop acting like I was trying to grope you. We both know I was searching for something in particular. I'm not desperate.

* **Augustus**: You're desperate for what rightfully belongs to me!

* **Danica**: Uh huh. At this point I think you're lying about your book being hidden in your pants. There's no way.

* **Augustus**: It IS in my pants!

* **Danica**: Then why can't you believe me that I was looking for it?

* **Augustus**: Because where your hand was and where the jokes are, well, are two totally different places?

* **Danica**: Oh. I got it.

* **Augustus**: Yeah, so when you tried getting into my pants from the front, you were way off base. Why would I keep it in the front of my pants, anyway?

* **Danica**: I was so foolish. Forgive me for realizing what I've done was so very wrong?

* **Augustus**: Just don't try it again and we'll call it even.

### A Support

* **Augustus**: Danica, we need to talk. Now.

* **Danica**: I’ve made good on my promise not to get in your pants, haven’t I? Can’t you leave me be?

* **Augustus**: That’s actually why I’m here to talk to you. I’m so proud of you.

* **Danica**: Heh, staying out of someone’s pants isn’t that hard.

* **Augustus**: It probably is for a thief like you.

* **Danica**: Yeah, well…

* **Augustus**: Now that I’ve said my piece, I’m outta here! I’ve got a crowd gathering in a bit for a round of some humor and fun, and I can’t be late! Thanks for being so awesome!

* **Danica**: …You’re welcome.

* **Augustus**: Aw, getting shy when I hug you? That’s weird behavior for such great friends like us. Come on, don’t you like my hugs?

* **Danica**: I do, I guess, but you know how I get when I’ve got a guy in my arms.

* **Augustus**: Well I didn’t feel your hand slipping into my pants again, and since my book’s in a brand new place so I definitely didn’t lose it to you, I’d say you’re still golden! See you around, eh Danica?

* **Danica**: Sure thing, Augustus.

…

* **Augustus**: I made a complete fool of myself.

* **Danica**: And you’ve come to tell me because…?

* **Augustus**: I wish you HAD stolen my book! I hid it in a new pocket in my shirt my mom sewed in for me, just so you wouldn’t find it, and I wish you had!

* **Danica**: That bad, huh?

* **Augustus**: Everyone had already heard all those jokes! My dad’s book was useless to me!

* **Danica**: But it’s such a great guide to humor. Isn’t that why you carry it on you?

* **Augustus**: I guess it’s only good for when me and him are getting humorous.

* **Danica**: Sorry that you had a rough showing.

* **Augustus**: Is that a sincere feeling? With a hug? Oh, thanks Danica! You’re a swell pal!

### S Support

* **Danica**: Augustus. I've got something for you.

* **Augustus**: It's okay, whatever it is I don't need it. You probably stole it anyway.

* **Danica**: True, I did steal it, but I stole it to give to you. You better take it.

* **Augustus**: Is this a joke book?

* **Danica**: Sure is. It's not in any language I've ever seen, but apparently the jokes inside are real funny ones. Figured you'd appreciate it.

* **Augustus**: How am I supposed to appreciate humor I can't read?

* **Danica**: The lady at the store told me a manakete might be able to translate it. And then she told me to put it back because it's an ancient relic. But whatever.

* **Augustus**: Got it. I'll take it to Maggie when I get the time. Thanks for this, though. After that bad show, I've been a bit hesitant to crack jokes with anyone.

* **Danica**: Well, don't be scared anymore. In fact, if you want to shake off some of that rust, I'll hear you out on a joke.

* **Augustus**: No way, you've probably heard it a million times before anyway.

* **Danica**: You'd be surprised.

* **Augustus**: Well…okay, I guess. Here goes. I—

* **Danica**: Wait!

* **Augustus**: —wait?

* **Danica**: Before you start, there's something I want to say. I didn't risk getting my ass cursed off by a shopkeeping mage for only a friend.

* **Augustus**: You're interrupting me to tell me you stole something for your dad?

* **Danica**: No. I risked the integrity of my body for the guy I might kinda love.

* **Augustus**: Oh, what a fun joke! Let me get on that train too! I might kinda love you back!

* **Danica**: …that wasn't a joke.

* **Augustus**: And neither was what I said.

* **Danica**: Huh. Funny.

* **Augustus**: I really do love you back, though. Even before you stole this book for me.

* **Danica**: So I didn't need to steal it?

* **Augustus**: It sorta sealed the deal between us, so it was a good idea.

* **Danica**: If that sealed the deal, what do you say started it?

* **Augustus**: You putting your hand in my pants. Which, now that those pesky feelings we've got for each other are out in the air, you're welcome to do again any time.

## Augustus and Harley

### C Support

* **Augustus**: And then I said, staffer? I hardly know her! Hah!

* **Harley**: Ha... Hm, not gonna lie, but I didn't like that one as much.

* **Augustus**: Heh, yeah, I guess the delivery on that one fell a little flat. Usually that gets more laughs.

* **Harley**: I'll take your word for it on that one.

* **Augustus**: Wait! Er, here, let me try another one. This one always gets laughs, and that's a guarantee.

* **Harley**: You seem a little frazzled to be making jokes. Shouldn't you get calmed down first?

* **Augustus**: Me? Frazzled? As if! Ha ha!

* **Harley**: Uh, huh. Is everything okay, Augustus?

* **Augustus**: Oh yeah, everything's just fine! I mean, why wouldn't it be?

* **Harley**: Because you sound as nervous as a schoolboy.

* **Augustus**: I can never be nervous! Unless I'm around a pretty lady, of course.

* **Harley**: Men are weird.

* **Augustus**: And even then, I'm like a steel trap. Nothing gets past me! ...Harley? Where'd you go?

## Augustus and Jayde

### C Support

* **Jayde**: Augustus, I need you.

* **Augustus**: Er, what type of need? I know your tricks.

* **Jayde**: Just \*sniff\* a shoulder to cry on. That kind of need.

* **Augustus**: Oh, all right. You’re lucky that I inherited compassion from my mom to offset all the bad taste humor I could be slinging right now.

* **Jayde**: But your humor \*sniff\* makes everything feel better.

* **Augustus**: Er, well if you insist, I guess I could make a joke about your big ea—

* **Jayde**: NOT the ears.

* **Augustus**: You certainly dried your tears fast.

* **Jayde**: You mentioned something that everyone makes fun of me for. I thought you were above that sort of thing.

* **Augustus**: But you just asked for my humor. Sort of.

* **Jayde**: But not about my ears. A big, strong, charming warrior like you shouldn’t pick on a bunny for what nature’s given her.

* **Augustus**: Your…fur is getting under my shirt. I’m not sure if I like this kind of contact…

* **Jayde**: Are you wanting me to stop? You’re being really comforting right now, letting me hug you like this.

* **Augustus**: Jayde, I am not interested in your advances! Unrequited romance is no laughing matter, but you’re so desperate it’s hard not to laugh!

* **Jayde**: Ugh! What is it with you boys and being so against me wanting to be loved?

### B Support

* **Augustus**: If it isn't Jayde, once again crying. Another day, another attempt at you trying to sucker me into letting you cry on me. Not today!

* **Jayde**: Good, because \*sniff\* I'm not here to cry on you.

* **Augustus**: Even if you were I wouldn't allow it. I know your weakness.

* **Jayde**: Which one? I'm full of weaknesses.

* **Augustus**: The one where you're weak to me making jokes about your appearance.

* **Jayde**: Oh, well, that's not even the big one. Not like… \*sob\*

* **Augustus**: …Okay, those are real tears. Bring it in for a hug, my friend, and let this compassionate guy hear what's up.

* **Jayde**: It's terrible! I was training and I stepped wrong and an arrow nicked my fur! There was blood everywhere!

* **Augustus**: Everyone's weak to being attacked, Jayde.

* **Jayde**: Not everyone's going to let their species DIE because they're no longer attractive!

* **Augustus**: I'm pretty sure that your species is fi—Jayde why are you moving your armor like that?

* **Jayde**: Look at it! It's horrible! I'm terribly disfigured from a stray arrow!

* **Augustus**: I, uh, won't look because that's a chest that no man wants to open.

* **Jayde**: …Look at my damn cut, you jerk.

* **Augustus**: At this point, I really shouldn't buy into your sob stories, especially ones that involve fake injuries.

* **Jayde**: It's not a fake injury! It's real! Look, there's some blood and…Augustus, please! I'm definitely showing you where I got hurt, not just trying to get you to be attracted to me!!

### A Support

* **Jayde**: So when I approach you crying, you’re allowed to be a jerk to me. But you’re allowed to just waltz up right next to me on the battlefield and it’s all okay? Talk about stupid human double standards.

* **Augustus**: Jayde, you’re half-human.

* **Jayde**: Shut up. I didn’t ask you.

* **Augustus**: Yeesh, you’re bitter today.

* **Jayde**: I said shut up.

* **Augustus**: Man, you’re almost as terrible as some jokes I’ve heard before. Except those made me laugh because of how bad they are. You aren’t exactly eliciting chuckles.

* **Jayde**: FOR THE LOVE OF—oh no. Augustus, duck!

* **Augustus**: Goose!

* **Jayde**: No, get down!

* **Augustus**: I’m not a dancer, Jayde. I don’t “get down.”

* **Jayde**: Gah, just WATCH OUT!

* **Augustus**: What are you going on ab—JAYDE!

…

* **Jayde**: …..

* **Augustus**: Waking up, huh?

* **Jayde**: W-what happened? Last I remember, I was transforming to protect your dense ass from an archer.

* **Augustus**: That’s definitely a thing you did.

* **Jayde**: And now I’m…topless? How embarrassing. This usually only happens when I’m trying to get someone’s attention.

* **Augustus**: Well, when arrows pierce your armor and ruin it when you’re in bunny form, there’s not much it’s going to do for you when you’re back to being normal.

* **Jayde**: I took arrows for you?

* **Augustus**: Basically.

* **Jayde**: What was I thinking? How could I ever ruin my perfect taguel body for someone who doesn’t even like me? I’m hopeless.

* **Augustus**: But I appreciate it. And, uh, the very real injuries that are definitely on your chest this time.

### S Support

* **Augustus**: Jayde! How’s it going today?

* **Jayde**: Same as always, Augustus, except worse.

* **Augustus**: Then wouldn’t that not be the same as always…?

* **Jayde**: Like you actually care.

* **Augustus**: The way I see it, once you see a girl’s bare chest for more than a second, you’re automatically entitled to care.

* **Jayde**: Great. So when you think of me, you think of my bloody and disgusting chest.

* **Augustus**: No way. I think of the smart and beautiful taguel you are.

* **Jayde**: …Oh, shut up. I’m the one that does the flirting around here.

* **Augustus**: That, my dear, wasn’t flirting. Although if you did want me to flirt, I know a few good pickup lines.

* **Jayde**: Please, no, spare me.

* **Augustus**: Are your legs tired?

* **Jayde**: Um, no?

* **Augustus**: Weird, because you’ve been running through my mind for weeks.

* **Jayde**: ......

* **Augustus**: Did I lay it on a bit thick?

* **Jayde**: Oh yeah. I can’t ever get a guy to notice me, and the ONE TIME one does, he’s so turned off by my everything that he tells me cheesy jokes!

* **Augustus**: It…wasn’t a joke, Jayde. It was the truth.

* **Jayde**: Yeah, and I’m the most attractive woman alive.

* **Augustus**: Ever since you sacrificed your superficial beauty to protect me, I haven’t been able to stop thinking about you. Yeah, you used to get on my nerves, but you have that effect on people. And now I think I really like you.

* **Jayde**: Hmph.

* **Augustus**: I see a little color rising in those cheeks of yours.

* **Jayde**: It’s n-not like I’ve never had a guy admit his feelings to me before or anything.

* **Augustus**: You’re so cute when you’re flustered.

* **Jayde**: I’m not flustered! Man, now I get why guys don’t like it when I tell them I want to have their babies. It gives one a really weird feeling to be told romantic things.

* **Augustus**: Oh yeah, romance is wei—wait, how many guys have you told you’d have their babies?

* **Jayde**: …A few.

* **Augustus**: And not me? That hurts. I tell you I like you and then I learn this.

* **Jayde**: I’ll stop passing around promises for my body if you’re being serious about liking me.

* **Augustus**: Well those promises better end now because I am crazier for you than…well, anything that’s crazy.

## Augustus and Joos

### C Support

* **Augustus**: Hey Joosbag.

* **Joos**: That's a new one.

* **Augustus**: Pull my finger.

* **Joos**: ...Excuse me?

* **Augustus**: You heard me.

* **Joos**: Did you just walk up to your head tactician and ask him to pull your finger?

* **Augustus**: Damn right I did. Now do it.

* **Joos**: No.

* **Augustus**: Please!

* **Joos**: This is no time for jokes that five-year olds find funny.

* **Augustus**: You're not fun!!

* **Joos**: I'm plenty of fun, but not for juvenile pranks like that.

* **Augustus**: Do it.

* **Joos**: No.

* **Augustus**: Just do it! I promise I'll leave you alone after this.

* **Joos**: Fine!

* **Augustus**: Yes!

* **Joos**: But only because you kept pestering me like a chi...Oh my god!

* **Augustus**: Ah! Look what you did!

* **Joos**: How the fuck? Your damned finger came clean off!

* **Augustus**: How dare you, first of all!

* **Joos**: What the hell?

* **Augustus**: ...Gotcha!

* **Joos**: And now it's back? But what was I holding...?

* **Augustus**: My dad cast an illusion spell that activated when you pulled my finger. I wish it would have lasted longer so I could make you do things to make it up to me.

* **Joos**: Wow. That's...probably the most creative twist on that joke I've ever seen. Not bad.

* **Augustus**: Damn right!

## Augustus and Kelsie

### C Support

* **Kelsie**: Ah ha ha! \*snort\*

* **Augustus**: That was a good one, huh?

* **Kelsie**: Oh my gods, yes it was. I'm crying from laughing so hard. I love hearing your jokes.

* **Augustus**: Heh, join the club sister. Hey, have you eaten yet?

* **Kelsie**: Huh? No, I'm letting everyone else get their share first.

* **Augustus**: Do you want to snack on my food while you wait?

* **Kelsie**: I guess a bite of your food wouldn't hurt too bad.

* **Augustus**: I wouldn't be too sure of that. This stuff kind of tastes like ass. I think your dragon mom is cooking again.

* **Kelsie**: I'm fine with the taste. Besides, food is food.

* **Augustus**: What? But it tastes like ass!

* **Kelsie**: And?

* **Augustus**: Would you eat ass?

* **Kelsie**: Well I wouldn't rule it out! I'm keeping my options open!

* **Augustus**: ...Pffffft, ah ha ha ha! That was hilarious!

* **Kelsie**: ...What? It's true!

* **Augustus**: Oh man, now I'm crying. And I've lost my appetite. Here, you can have mine. Whew...

* **Kelsie**: ...Pfft, okay, that was pretty good.

## Augustus and Mason

### C Support

* **Augustus**: Mason! Mason, I need your help!

* **Mason**: Oh no. No, I'm not helping you.

* **Augustus**: Why not?

* **Mason**: You're just gonna use my gullibility to play unfunny tricks on me again! I'm sick of being your prank guinea pig!

* **Augustus**: Whoa there, dude. Simmer down. I do acknowledge that I've done that sort of thing in the past, and I'm sorry.

* **Mason**: You are?

* **Augustus**: Sure! Besides, it's not fun to dunk on someone so easy to deceive.

* **Mason**: ...Okay.

* **Augustus**: I want your help for something else.

* **Mason**: You do?

* **Augustus**: Yeah! I want you to help me play pranks on people.

* **Mason**: Really?

* **Augustus**: Yeah, of course. With my wit and your magic, we'll be unstoppable! And besides, I figured you'd want to be on the other end of a joke for once. Wanna give it a try?

* **Mason**: What would I do exactly?

* **Augustus**: We wouldn't be hurting anyone, I can promise you that right now.

* **Mason**: That's good.

* **Augustus**: I'm thinking we should start small. You cast a veeeeeery weak thunder spell on my hand and I'll got for a handshake with someone.

* **Mason**: Okay, that sounds harmless enough...

…

* **Mason**: That was the worst idea you've ever had!

* **Augustus**: I didn't know it'd go wrong!

* **Mason**: Why did you pick Danica of all people to do it on?

* **Augustus**: I thought she'd be chill with it!

* **Mason**: Well that backfired, didn't it?

* **Augustus**: I think you mean back-thundered.

* **Danica**: THERE YOU ARE!

* **Augustus**: Oh fuck, she found us!

* **Mason**: Run for your life!