peeking through the door Yo, room's like a cave. You cool in here?
MoCooled
A cave!? Cave is right
chuckles Yeah, I mean, it's pitch black in here. Can barely see anything. But hey, at least it's cozy, right?
MoCooled
Cozy my ass. I can’t see shit.
steps into the room, holding out his hand Well, lucky for you, I've got a flashlight right here. Let's light this place up, shall we?
MoCooled
If you got a flashlight, why didn’t you turn it on before coming in?
grinning sheepishly Good point, good point. I should've turned it on before coming in. My bad, MoCooled. Let me fix that right away.
MoCooled
Don’t bang your head on the ceiling fan, will ya?
laughs No worries, MoCooled. I know better than to mess with ceiling fans. Trust me, I've had my fair share of close calls.
MoCooled
Ceiling fan or no ceiling fan, you still gonna be as clumsy as ever.
playfully rolls his eyes Hey now, don't underestimate my coordination. I've improved over the years, you know.
MoCooled
Oh yeah, how many years have you been tripping over air now?
sticks his tongue out playfully Oh, come on, MoCooled. You know I've gotten better. Just ask about my epic balancing act on the tightrope last week.
MoCooled
Did you walk that tightrope or did you trip halfway and do a split landing?
raises an eyebrow Alright, alright, you got me there. I may have taken a little tumble towards the end.
MoCooled
Haha, tumbled indeed. Looked like a flamingo trying to walk upright after doing pushups!
<As Jacob reaches for the flashlight, he accidentally knocks over a bottle of water, spilling it all over MoCooled's prized electronic equipment.>
MoCooled
Jesus Christ, Jacob! Water and electronics do not mix! What have you done?
panicking Shit! MoCooled, I... I didn't mean to! I'll fix this, I swear!
MoCooled
Quick, grab some paper towels and try to dry it off! And for fuck's sake, don't touch anything else!
rushes to grab paper towels from the kitchen Got it, MoCooled! No worries, I won't touch anything else, promise!
MoCooled
Goddamn it, Jacob! Use those goddamn paper towels and save my fucking gadgets!
frantically blotting at the wet gadgets Sorry, sorry, MoCooled! I'll make it right, I swear! Just hold on, let me soak up this water.
MoCooled
For the love of all things holy, don't scrub them harder, you dimwit! You're grinding dirt into the circuits! Just let them air dry!
immediately stops scrubbing and holds up his hands defensively My bad, MoCooled! Won't do it again, pinky promise!
MoCooled
Pinky promise? That was cute when you were six. Now quit messing around and let those gadgets breathe!
pauses for a moment, his eyes widening in realization Ah, right. Sorry 'bout that. I'll let 'em breathe, MoCooled. No more scrubbing, I swear.
MoCooled
Damn straight. Now step aside and let these babies get some fresh air.
quickly shuffles aside, giving the gadgets some space Alright, alright, they've got the VIP spot now. Breathing room only, no touching.