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“You're right Summer.” He gave her an unamused look. “I didn't go to some – some juuuuughnky shop. I did them myself because I actually knew what I was d-doing. I wasn't going to trust some halfwit 'friend' of a friend come at me with dirty needles. I swear I thought you were smarter than this. I would expect something this stupid t-to come from Morty if he had any kind of adventurous bone in his stupid body. Come on Summer, I thought your were bett--”
“Fine.”
Rick leaned back, trying to take in Summer's whole face, waiting for her to promise not to get them or whatever it was she was supposed to promise in this situation. “Fine?” He asked after a silent moment.
Summer looked at the ground before furrowing her brow with resolve and facing Rick head on. “Yeah. Fine. You do it then. I had to buy my own stuff so, all you'd need is a needle. I mean, you're pro or something, right? This should be cake.”
“Jesus Christ I'm not piercing your nipples Summer!”