Dean McCoppin:
Found your pet.
Hogarth Hughes:
Where?
Dean McCoppin:
It's up my leg, man. Squirrel's in my pants, Hogarth, and it's climbing its way out of here.
Hogarth Hughes:
Don't wig out.
Dean McCoppin:
Okay, it's heading north now. I'm sorry, kid.
[to the people in the restaurant]
Dean McCoppin:
Excuse me! I'd like to apologize to everyone in advance for this.
[zips down his fly to let the squirrel out, which cause a loud commotion]
Dean McCoppin:
Check, please.
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