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Ki: Fooker! Quick! I need you to get lost. Go home, do your laundry, format your hard drive, SOMETHING!
Fooker: ?

Fooker: I thought you were spying on Nick and Trudy...
Ki: I AM. And I need you to strand me here so I can get a ride home from Nick.

Fooker: Oh. Well, if I'm stranding you here, can I go hit on that hot chick at the bar?
Ki: Fly to Mexico with her for all I care! Just GO!