Simon: I just don’t understand why they like staring at colours blowing up in the sky…are they on drugs?
Ethan: No no…well…most of them aren’t but they are probably drunk. Especially the guy that shot one at us while we were walking.
Simon: what are we eating? Hot dogs!
Ethan: Even better. Chicken, with mashed sweet potatoes and honey glazed peaches with spinach.
Simon: Do you even BBQ, dad?
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