"Shit, that sounds like a boss plan. We get the pipes hunked up then we gonna hustle on out. All the homies, not just my crew, we ain't discriminatory." He spells out each syllable of that.

"You mean the little homie, right? Got a snowglobe of him over here." Punchy hands it over to her as if he's an employee here, like he knows where everything is. Howard and Eponine are holding hands inside a watery wonderland with little pieces of glitter.