ICE, ICE, Baby
"Hey, man, let me buy you a beer! Today was a good day. Can you believe those dresses? It looked like a moving train of cupcakes."
"Yeah, we did alright. I caught a few running out the back of the church but we managed to zip tie them all. Hey, I can't stay long. It's Angie's twelfth birthday party tonight. I just wanted to see if we're on the same page about the, you know, the little one..."
"No worries, John. You did what you had to do. You can't break up the family, am I right? Look, she's better off with her own people. No one needs to know she was an American. Who's gonna complain- her? She's two years old. Dad will keep his mouth shut. Jay made it clear to him if he opened his mouth. Relax, bro."
"Okay, good. I'm just keep seeing her face, how she screamed. I can't stop seeing that."
"Man, stop it. It's their fault. They don't belong here. We're only doing our job. That's what we do. Don't get all woke, dude. I'll disown you. Man, those girls in those dresses. That was hilarious."
"Well, I better get going."
"Oh, wait, I almost forgot. Here, for your kid."
"Vince, where'd you get this? It's beautiful. I can't take it, but, thanks."
"Come on, it's for Angie. She'll love it. They won't need it where they're going. Come on, take it. Give her a kiss from her Uncle Vince. John, we did our job. Go home. Celebrate."
"Yeah, thanks man. We did our job. Goodnight."
"Thanks, Dad, it's really pretty."
"Here, let me put it on you..."
"Who are these people in the locket, Dad?"
"John, where did you get this? Hey, don't walk away from me. John!"
"I'm just doing my job."
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