[Before the roar]
Shannon and Boone sat on a peice of wreckage, listening to the crowd who were chatting about the burning the corpses. Shannon examining the small scratch on her foot.
Shannon: "This is making me puke"
Boone: "Someone has to sort it out. You'll be complaining by tomorrow-"
Shannon: "We'll be on the rescue boat tomorrow"
Boone: "Not according to them"
Shannon: "Yeah well, what do they know"
Boone: "More than us, I suppose"
Shannon: "I bet creepy guy is just making all this up"
Boone: "What?"
Shannon: "The doctor. All he does is stare at me, it freaks me out"
Boone: "Don't be so ridiculous, only a certain type of guy falls for you Shannon"
Nora: "You think I'm crazy. "
Lynette: "No! You're... colorful. Colorful in a way that might respond to medication."
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