31 just nods
31: I already have a hearse waiting for you outside.
"Thank you....go get 217."
31: Alright...
He runs off and comes back with 217
217: "Why am I her-"
"You're coming with me."
31: Uh-
He grabs 217's hand protectively
"..."
Kat gave them fuckin death glares as he walked outside
31: ...
He looks at 217
217: "You probably just got us fireeeddd.''
31: I-I didn't...say anything...
"Well he's mad."
