“[i]Yeah, the ladies just don’t stop coming. Must I be so attractive?[/i]” Grant asked with a half-hearted dramatic sigh. Jar laughed a little “Yeah, must you?” he asked playfully. Grant went on to talk to, and chastise, Hunter. He then mentioned wanting to get back to school. Jar sighed, wondering if it would be possible to salvage this vacation at all at this point.

Hunter looked confused when Jareth mentioned the surfing text. He explained that his phone no longer had a service plan. Jar didn’t realize his friend had been cutting back, Hunter must have been putting his techie skills to work to keep in communication previously. And then Hunter’s mood switched as a new, probably bad, idea popped into his head. “[i]Let’s just go…[/i]” Hunter began, and Jareth let him finish before giving him an incredulous look. 

“You are one crazy bastard. And an idiot. You just got shot. I’m all for getting away to escape all this shit, but we are [b]not[/b] helping you break out of a hospital before you’ve even started to heal.” Jar looked to the most mature one of the group. “I mean, we aren’t going to do that, right Grant?”