Harry parked his 300 in front of the beach. He got out of his car with his cousin Casey, followed kwa Alan, and Camryn.

Alan: Smooth ride Harry.
Harry: Only problem is that I can't fit my surfboards in the trunk. So I'm planning to sell them.
Alan: Did wewe ever consider walking to the beach? wewe could save a lot of gas, and plus the four of us would be enough to carry all of our things here from our place on foot.
Harry: From your place maybe, but not mine.
Alan: Have wewe even tried?
Harry: Uhm, no.
Alan: Well then. How do wewe know unless wewe try?
Casey: He's right.
Camryn: wewe don't have to force him Alan.
Harry: Yeah, Camryn's right. wewe should listen to her Alan. She is one of us now after all.
Casey: What do wewe mean she's one of you?
Camryn: I joined the State Police.
Alan: Three years ago, she helped us stop a bad guy named Rocco Spaldini. When Captain Ford heard about her efforts, he decided to have her enlisted. She's been partners with Stuart McKing ever since.
Casey: Another friend of yours?
Alan: He joined hours before Camryn did, so yeah.
Casey: wewe better make sure he doesn't steal your girl Alan.
Camryn: Casey, I know not to cheat on Alan. Besides, I don't think Stuart's into me.
Casey: Are wewe kidding? wewe have a nice rack.
Harry: Alright, alright, not in public Casey.
Alan: Why don't we set down our things, and build a sand castle?
Harry: Good idea.

As they were doing that, a man with a blonde crew cut jogged past them.

Harry: Someone's having a nice run.
Alan: *Looking at the jogger* I'll say.

But a bullet hit his neck, and he was dead.

Alan: Get down!!
People: *Running away*
Harry: *Looks to the right*
Casey: What happened?!
Camryn: He's dead.
Alan: We gotta call for backup.
Harry: In bathing suits?
Alan: Hey, we're off duty. We have a right to be out of uniform.
Camryn: I'll go. *Runs towards a phone*
Alan: Okay, wewe go.
Harry: *Watching her run* We'll have our lunch.
Alan: Hell yeah. *Opens a basket, and pulls out a hotdog*

2 B Continued