Charles: Street's clear. No sign of the shooter, where'd he go?
Jake: Shh, shh, shh, shh, shh.
Charles: Why are you shushing me?
Jake: I'm doing that thing where I listen really closely for a noise clue, like glass breaking or trash rustling.
Charles: Cool! Is it working?
Jake: No, not yet.
Charles: Because I'm talking?
Jake: Well, it's not helping.
Charles: Right, right, right. I'll be quiet.
Jake: You don't have to say you'll be quiet, just be quiet.
Charles: Okay. I'm sorry for not being quiet.
Jake: Once again, don't have to say.
Charles: Just wanna be clear what I'm doing.
Jake: Understood. I'm just gonna listen.
Charles: Okay. I'll be very quiet.
Jake: Don't have to say it.
Charles: Just wanna make sure you know what I'm doing.
Jake: Please stop.
Charles: So I don't throw you.
Jake: Okay, stop talking.
Charles: I'll stop talking.
Jake: Great.
Charles: I'll make sure I don't do that again.
Jake: All right, Charles, I love you, but you ruined it.