[ When the owner clears their throat Jerry passes them a glance, turning back to Jack and POINTEDLY pointing at him! ]
We're picking this up later.
[ Expect for Jerry to suddenly bring up crocs at probably another terrible moment.
At Jack's nudging, Jerry clears his throat as well, much louder than the home owner's, just as a show of dominance of course, and approaches the porch with a wide grin. ]
Sorry we're late, but the last house we were checking out had wiring so faulty it nearly killed everyone inside. Luckily good old Haywood was here — don't let the appearance fool you, he's been shocked so many times he's practically immune. Anyway, where's the problem?
[ It's no surprise when the home owner takes a moment to just...stare at the two, probably contemplating if they were better off not letting them into the house, but eventually they're led inside and down a hallway to what looks like the livingroom. The owner makes it a point not to step inside. It's dark, and there's a long rope of lights sprawled out in the middle of the floor as if someone unplugged them in a hurry. ]
Well, there's your problem. It's not plugged in!
[ "The problem is when they are plugged in..."
That's all that's said before the homeowner nervously retreats down the hall, deciding to wait closer to the front door. With them out of earshot, Jerry turns to Jack. ]
Guess I'll check this out. Stay out here and Casper Van Dien me if it looks like shit's about to go down. Also if I die make sure I'm in a badass pose. No, a hilarious pose — no, a dramatic one — you know what, just use your best judgment.
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( He says with the utmost solemnity. It's not like Jack has any eye for fashion, but even he knows crocs are beyond redemption.
The homeowner continues to stare, then clears their throat to say, "Um. Are you guys here to do... anything?"
Anything other than stand around talking — it doesn't take a genius to fill in that gap. He nudges Jerry with an elbow. )
Come on, Hugh. Do the thing where you talk to people so I don't have to.
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We're picking this up later.
[ Expect for Jerry to suddenly bring up crocs at probably another terrible moment.
At Jack's nudging, Jerry clears his throat as well, much louder than the home owner's, just as a show of dominance of course, and approaches the porch with a wide grin. ]
Sorry we're late, but the last house we were checking out had wiring so faulty it nearly killed everyone inside. Luckily good old Haywood was here — don't let the appearance fool you, he's been shocked so many times he's practically immune. Anyway, where's the problem?
[ It's no surprise when the home owner takes a moment to just...stare at the two, probably contemplating if they were better off not letting them into the house, but eventually they're led inside and down a hallway to what looks like the livingroom. The owner makes it a point not to step inside. It's dark, and there's a long rope of lights sprawled out in the middle of the floor as if someone unplugged them in a hurry. ]
Well, there's your problem. It's not plugged in!
[ "The problem is when they are plugged in..."
That's all that's said before the homeowner nervously retreats down the hall, deciding to wait closer to the front door. With them out of earshot, Jerry turns to Jack. ]
Guess I'll check this out. Stay out here and Casper Van Dien me if it looks like shit's about to go down. Also if I die make sure I'm in a badass pose. No, a hilarious pose — no, a dramatic one — you know what, just use your best judgment.
[ Yes, this will surely go well. ]