#deztin
dez, taking off a hat to reveal a smaller, sparkly, secret hat underneath: does this answer your question?
austin: i never even asked a question.
austin: i can’t believe you ate that.
dez: it said “free samples”!
austin: it was lotion!
trish: why are austin and dez sitting with their backs to each other?
ally: they had a fight.
trish: then why are they holding hands?
ally: they get sad when they fight.
austin: today i told dez that his shoes were on the wrong feet. after a very long pause, he said “i don’t have any other feet”.
austin: god, i hope he was high.
dez:change is inedible.
austin: don’t you mean “inevitable”?
dez, spitting out pennies: no, i do not.
dez: i’m terrified of the backstreet boys.
austin: tell me why.
dez:[screams]
dez: i’m kind of a chicken magnet.
austin: don’t you mean chick magn-
[sound of distant bawk bawking]
dez: we have to go NOW!
austin: hey, do you have any shaving cream?
dez: no, i don’t like the way it tastes.
austin: wait, you eat shaving cream?
dez: no. why would i eat it if i don’t like the taste?
trish: why are austin and dez sitting with their backs to each other?
ally: they had a fight.
trish: then why are they holding hands?
ally: they get sad when they fight.
