You've literally had blood on your hands before - and a lot of other weird, gross fluids - but this is your first time feeling like an accomplice to something incredibly unwholesome.

At least Jay seems none the wiser to what you've just smuggled.

...Waste of time. They still haven't restocked the habanero ranch.

So, you done with me yet?


...Y...yeah. I'll, uh, stay out of your hair.


Likewise, I'm sure.

Jay doesn't leave, but continues to stand in the room, glancing around awkwardly. He's obviously waiting for you to go first, and doing a bad job of pretending he's otherwise occupied.

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