Yeah, it makes sense that I'm good at all the games. I'm proficient with every fucking weapon known to man, motherfucker. You think I can't knock over the milk cans AND shoot every target at the fucking duck hunt game?

( Actually, he'd probably prefer that before anything else. No one dies during duck hunt. No one gets hurt. )

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You wanna find out?

I'll take you to the coolest goddamn fair in Evergreen. I'll win you all the prizes too, Doc.