[ Bree laughs and reaches out to relive him of something, wanting to help. This guy has a sleeping bag, a bong, and cigarettes. And yet here she is, completely intrigued by him. ]
Maybe tonight's lucky for both of us. All of these people and you and I just happened to run into each other. Must be fate, Jesse.
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Maybe tonight's lucky for both of us. All of these people and you and I just happened to run into each other. Must be fate, Jesse.