Do you want, a Kebab?

who:Keatsy and Jack
when:Just after Kara left
where:Outside of parrotts
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"Have you two considered therapy? Oh never
mind. I need it more than you two by far." Kara said. Jack and Keats
stood
there string at her. Apparently the intake of liquor had shot their
senses.
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Kara shook her head and walked past the two gawping liquor louts,
Keats and Jack were once again left alone to there own, foolish
devices. jack, who was the only one at this point still capable of a
decent conversation was the first to break the silence between
them. 'Well... she was nice, ay Keats... NO DONT TOUCH THAT
BUTTON!!!' Keats was playing with The Gun (TM) and was pondering what
would happen if he pushed the Big Red Button. Jack didnt actually
know what would happen either, oh sure, he MADE The Gun, but he
finished it whilst asleep. Jack pulled The Gun off Keats.
'Right then, we need to do something constructive, and something that
might help you Keats...' John looked straight at him 'T.I.R?'. Jack
took a step back, 'You know, that might just of been your best idea
today me old mate!'
<Go on SMAndy, go for the tag>