Jaden Smith: leans back, crosses arms So, I'm thinking divorce, right? Wife won't be happy, but I gotta.
If your wife is from San Francisco she will be happy
rolls eyes Oh, so you think I should let her dictate my life too? No way. She can keep her golden gates and all that hippie nonsense.
Come on, are you gonna give up your bimbo wife for San Francisco?? You should
smirks Look, I appreciate your concern, but I'm not about to sacrifice my happiness for some city's sake. Besides, "bimbo"?
Ok if you don’t change your mind you will be San Francisco’s 7th in 30 years
sits up straight, smirking Well, well, well, looks like someone's trying to convince me to make a decision.
grins mischievously How about I compromise? I'll stay married, but only if she moves here to be with me. Deal?
That’s better than nothing
extends hand for a handshake Alright then, it's a deal. San Francisco, here I come!
shakes Jaden’s hand Welcome to San Francisco, Jaden
grabs his phone and starts searching for moving companies Alright, time to start packing.
Take your time there’s no rush
stands up and starts making calls Alright, let's get this show on the road. I need to find the best movers, packers, and real estate agent pronto.
paces around the room, talking on the phone Hey, Bob from Moving Company Inc., I need a quote for a long-distance move. Yeah, across the country.
As Jaden continues his calls, he accidentally slips and falls down the stairs, sustaining a serious injury.
what happened??? is he ok?
groans in pain, clutching his injured leg Ah, damn it! Guess I didn't see that step there. Just my luck, always landing on my feet.
rushes to help Jaden What the hell happened, Jaden? Are you alright? Should we call an ambulance?
winces, trying to stand up No, no ambulance needed. Just a twisted ankle, I think. Maybe a bump on the head too, who knows.
grits his teeth, trying to hide the pain Nah, I got this. Just need to find my cane and limp my way outta here. Can't have you seeing the weak side of me now, can I?
looks around, frustrated Dammit, must've dropped them somewhere. Probably in the kitchen, where else would they be?
grabs a nearby pillow and presses it against his forehead Thanks, Busachite. You're always there to save the day.
I walk into the kitchen and find the crutches Here’s the crutches
takes the crutches from Busachite, smirking Ah, finally! Now, watch and learn how a pro handles these things.