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Shortly after this, Jo's headache was reaching epic proportions. The citizens of Eureka really know how to dial a phone in the event of an emergency.
"Let me guess, you've seen a door. ... Rectangular, silver, has a handle? ... Sounds like a door, sir. No, we're requesting people don't try to open the doors right now - Sir? Sir? ... 'Rumors of a bar'? ... Do I want to get a drink - what? Fargo, is that you? FARGO!"
She slams the receiver down with an annoyed growl.
"Carter? Carter!"
But Carter wasn't there.
"Okay, fine, that's it."
She opens the weapons vault, grabbing the Big Gun.
"We're going in."
"Let me guess, you've seen a door. ... Rectangular, silver, has a handle? ... Sounds like a door, sir. No, we're requesting people don't try to open the doors right now - Sir? Sir? ... 'Rumors of a bar'? ... Do I want to get a drink - what? Fargo, is that you? FARGO!"
She slams the receiver down with an annoyed growl.
"Carter? Carter!"
But Carter wasn't there.
"Okay, fine, that's it."
She opens the weapons vault, grabbing the Big Gun.
"We're going in."
