(Dani: Don’t meet Dwayne. Don’t meet Dwayne. Don’t meet Dwayne. Hmm, she said that bag would be over by….I see it. Ok, then I’ll just get fiv-ish and be on my–)
HP: 2
(Dani: W-AAAY!! *Quick shriek*)
(Spider: *Screech*)
(Dani: Oh dude, I am so not ready for this kind of job. But I do need work, so I’ll just have to dash around it and….What?! No! Don’t go for the food!! I need to deal with this before the food is contaminated…worse.)