Arrest or don't arrest?
Help first, arrest later.
Despite wanting to arrest the both of them, all the justice talk that Texas put in her wouldn't let her just walk away from this. She approached Jane. "Uh, is everything okay?"
"Dip....Dupe....Dope-uty..." Jane struggled to say. Again with the insults? Just ignore her, April.... "I gotta fart...and I can't...!"
"Hold up, you're constipated?! You never get constipated!" Jesse shouted.
"That's what happens when you shove gold up your ass! You get clogged!" April shouted. How these two even function is beyond her.
"Y-You gotta pull em out!" Jane said.
"Seriously? This could be some sick joke for all I know! I'm not getting a foot near your ass!" April shouted, convinced it was just a trap. Though, more belly gurgles and the sudden inflating of Jane's belly begged to differ.
"...The hell was that?" April asked, looking down.
"...I think she just inflated." Jesse answered.
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