after escaping, we all walk around town a little bit. we walk along the brighton pier and get recognized by fans many times. crowds start forming as more and more people recognize us.
"once this crowd dies down, we're booking it to the van," wilbur whispers to all of us. "we're never gonna make it to the next thing planned if this continues." everyone nods.
the crowd dies down and we all run to the van. it was only a few blocks away from where we were, so we got there after a few minutes of running. wilbur starts the van and we drive to lunch.
on the drive over, i get a mention on twitter. i raise an eyebrow and open twitter.
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