J.D.: [v.o.] I was super-psyched to get my scooter, Sasha, back from the shop. But my new scooter insurance hadn't kicked in yet, so I was being extra cautious.
[As J.D. places traffic cones around his scooters, sirens wail in the distance]
J.D.: Perfect. Time for my morning slushie.
Police Officer: Get out of the way! The store's being robbed! Freeze!
[As the robber emerges from the convenience store, he seeks cover. He looks back and forth between a wall and J.D.'s scooter]
J.D.: The wall! Hide behind the wall! No! [gunfire] Sasha!
Robber: All right, all right. OK.
J.D.: There was a wall! What's the matter with you? [gun shots] Who's still shooting? She's down! It's over!