You're outside the surf shop with JJ, just talking about how you would just love to become president and lock all old rich kook men underground and then a random old rich kook man walks in.

old rich kook man: President of North Carolina? Very ambitious miss Routledge.

JJ just looks at the man and then rolls his eyes, looking away

old rich kook man: this world of yours seems like quite a peaceful and lovely place. you: yeah it is, especially because we moved all old rich kook men underground and are only using them for breathing. JJ: you can leave my girlfriend alone now.

JJ looks at you

JJ: let's go love