/*this sequence, Man spraying Captive, continues on for a couple of minutes.
Long, awkward minutes.*/
Captive:My god... can't... can't you just soak a rag and gag me with it? This has gone
/*Man stops squirting*/
Man:And let you bite me? I'm going no further then the length of this spritz
Man:At least the weather is pretty nice....
/*more time passes by then he stops to think*/
Man:You know, you're right.
Captive:That this is a ridiculous overreaction and that you should let me go?
Man:No. Better then that. I should order a pizza!
Man:Yea, my hand is cramping up from all this spraying and I'm kind of hungry. What do you like on your pizza? Green Peppers? I love green peppers...
/*at  Man gets up to find a phone.*/
Captive:You're insane. This is ridiculous.
Man:That's not nice. Lots of people get Green Peppers on their pizza!You know what, fine. You're one of those "traditionalists" right? Pepperoni it
Captive:I don't want pizza! Okay?! Just let me go and stop this!
Man:But... I'm buying...
/*Man looks hurt. Stands up to order food while saying:*/
Man:Fine. I'll get ME a pizza and you can have some when you feel a bit nicer. Just
plain out, let me know. Pepperoni or Cheese? You'll be nier once you've eaten
/*captive is exasperated. after a few seconds */
Captive:*sigh* will you let me go if I eat pizza with you?
Man:No! But at least you'll be fed! Okay, I'll order now.
/*dials number muttering about hwo dominoes is terrible and the Captive was
Man:Alright... and... don't... Hey! Yea, I'd like to order-
Captive:HELP ME! DEAR GOD PLEASE HE WON'T LET ME GO AND HE'S GOING TO KILL ME
Man:Hush you. Oh? That screaming? That's my buddy Dodd. Always a kidder! Ha!
Anyway, 2 large pizzas, one pepperoni one Green Peppers. Mmmhm. Mmmhm. Yea, no,
Captive:HE'S LYING, HELP ME!
Man:2012 Brackenville road. Yep. Number? 302-555-5555. Yep seven fives! Weird, huh?
There's an extra big tip for getting it here fast. We're gonna die waiting!
/*Smiles at Captive and winks*/
Man:Thank you, Buh-bye.That guy was Awefully nice! Sounds like a good man!
Captive:He'll send help. He's got your address... I do too, you prick. When I get out
of here you've got hell to-
/*Man sprays Captive in mouth*/
/*rhythmically chanting "screw you", getting louder until he yells it,
Man:Potty mouth. I just got you pizza and you're being /so/ rude. Money doesn't
grow on trees, you know? It's really against my code to by anything for someone
so dispicable. But you know... I'm a progressove guy! Got a little forgiveness
for even the worst scum...
Captive:SCREW YOUJust screw you.
/*is taken aback. Silence for a bit*/
/*sprays. a pause.*/
/*sprays. Captive gets angrier with each one and another pause.*/
Captive:JUST GO F-
/*sprays repeatedly and rapidly.*/
Captive:You need to just go--
/*The doorbell rings, cutting him off. Man excitedly gets up.*/
~~Fin for now~~
/*Tune in next time for the dramatic conclusion!*/