[James is working with vegetables, too, partway distracted and in a daze, still having a hard time believing most of this is real. Or he was, that is, until his vegetables started flying over to another man’s pot.]
Uhm…
[What on earth?]
I think you have something of—
[He’s setting his other utensils down and walking over to see what the issue is, when there’s a cinching feeling around his leg, nearly throwing him off balance. He jolts his other leg forward to keep from falling over, hand on the counter, head looking down to see—
His leg tied against this stranger’s. How??? Who knows!!]
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Uhm…
[What on earth?]
I think you have something of—
[He’s setting his other utensils down and walking over to see what the issue is, when there’s a cinching feeling around his leg, nearly throwing him off balance. He jolts his other leg forward to keep from falling over, hand on the counter, head looking down to see—
His leg tied against this stranger’s. How??? Who knows!!]
What the hell? Is this some kind of joke?