Meanwhile...

Josh and AJ sat dejectedly around a campfire, tossing in some sticks to keep the low fire from extinguishing. The two didn't make eye contact, and barely spoke. Both were completely exhausted from the day's events.

They heard a rustle in the bushes and looked at each other quickly. Another figure emerged out of the darkness, walking calmly towards the fire. A man, approaching the fire. Josh and AJ stood up, warily, but the guy held up his hands in the universal 'take it easy' gesture.

"It's ok, I'm cool." He says. "I just need some supplies."

Josh and AJ looked at each other and shrugged. He seemed harmless enough.

"Yeah man, come on." AJ said, picking up his backpack. "What do you need?"

"You got one of them quick-cold ice packs?" He says. As he steps into the light of the fire, it's obvious why. The man has a large shiner on his right eye. He immediately sees Josh and AJ looking. "The black chick fucking belted me with a stick when I thought I cornered her."

Josh and AJ laugh, and soon the man is laughing along with them.

"Shit, at least you 'saw' one of the girls!" Josh laughs. "AJ and I have been chasing fucking shadows all damn day. I've never had to work so hard to see some tits in my life. The name's Josh."

"Nathan." He says. He catches the ice pack when AJ tosses it. "Thanks." He sits down and crushes the pack until the chemicals begin to chill it, then he holds it up to his face. "So, seriously you haven't seen one girl?"

AJ shakes his head. "No, we always seem to be too late, too far behind. Something."

"You ever hear the expression, 'You're the kinda guy who could fall in a barrel of tits and come out sucking his own thumb?' That's basically us right now." Josh added.

"Well take it from me. If you see those tits, make sure you don't stare straight at them, or you might miss the roundhouse coming right at you." Nathan groaned at the pain, exaggerating.

The three settle around the fire and start relaxing, shooting the breeze and sharing the food. It almost felt like a regular old camping trip.

Without warning, a brown-skinned missile comes flying out of the treeline. She flies headlong into Josh, knocking him backwards onto the grass.

"Pleasepleasepleasepleaseyouneedtofuckme!" Rosa babbles at him, shaking him by the shoulders.