In the parking lot. Dylan isn't sure what's going on yet. But he sure is dressed for his first baseball game.
There are so many people. Look at how he's clutching onto Mike's shirt.
Where are they taking me?
Wherever it is, I'm not going with this thing on my head. I don't care if Mr. Met wears his cap all the time, I'm done with it.
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