POP GOD

–But my fries are always open for you to grab some too!

If there’s any left. 

      That’s what Hank always does.

We’re going to probably be in the car for a while, I’m going to the Staten Island Mall which is... I mean, we’ll get there.

Face it, Darla. Fries are a friendship tax.

Next you’re gonna tell me you need my lunch money.

[ He hastens to keep alongside her. ]

      Shall we?

...I’ll just take my plate with me.

But you ran off with Scott! You’re lucky the kids didn’t scarf down the rest of your dinner instead of me. Never leave your fries unattended.

Lesson learned, though. I’m going to commission a small wall to be built around my plates from now on. Maybe if you don’t see it, you won’t eat it.

      You know, I never expected to describe myself as a celebrity’s arm candy.

I figured you would’ve eaten those too. I still remember what happened when we went out to dinner, Jen.

      I’m glad you like it.

You so sure about that, hmmm?

Not enough to bet, but I’m pret-ty confident.

Now you’re just making stuff up.

      Also, it’s made from special materials; Jan’s used the same stuff for her costumes before. It’s got the same tensile strength as steel and it’ll turn a knife. Won’t do much against a bullet, but yeah. It’ll be handy if you’re ever not wearing your Thing thing.