In a diner, talking to the cashier/cook/waitress. I go behind the counter, we hug and slide to the floor. We turn around a bit and I get up.
In a war zone-two patrols are tossing bouncing bettys back and forth-none go off. One comes towards me and I take off. Go around some apartment buildings, there’s a helicopter circling, we try to get away but it follows us and lands. The person gets out and gives us a folder.
My exciting life, this place