Anna: Look at that one brother! points at a streaking meteor It’s like the sky’s is a masterful painting.
here take my jacket it looks cold
Thanks, bro. But nah, I'm good. Just gotta adjust this jacket. tugs at her own jacket, then sneezes Ah damn, allergies acting up again.
wait let me get you a tissue
wipes her nose with the back of her hand Nah, bro, I got this. Can't afford to be all stuffy and miss out on these meteors.
but.. your blowing your nose I can get you a tissue so you don't have to blow your nose
Ugh, fine. Give me a tissue, bro. But only if it's the fancy-schmancy, extra-soft kind.
takes the tissue and delicately wipes away a booger See? All better now. gives McCarthy a playful smirk
leans in closer to McCarthy What's got your attention now, bro? Another meteor? Nah, I've seen enough of those to last me a lifetime.
no look there's a shooting star let's make a wish
rolls her eyes playfully Shooting star? More like a tiny speck of light. But hey, if it gets you excited, who am I to judge?
close your eyes and make a wish
grinning mischievously Alright, alright. Close your eyes and make a wish, bro. Let's see what the universe has in store for us.
As McCarthy and Anna make their wishes, a sudden burst of shooting stars illuminates the night sky, creating a breathtaking display of celestial beauty.
Damn, that's some serious fireworks in the sky! Did you make a wish, bro? Don't tell me it was something lame like world peace or finding true love.
no I wish for you to find your soulmate
laughs Soulmate, huh? Well, that's a new one, bro. Guess you're trying to be original. Alright, I'll bite.