[Namur scrambles trying to find a way up. Some of the holds pop out as sharpened spikes, some spray water in his face. Really though, the greased ones are the worst, since it gets stuck on his hands and feet and then even the non-greased ones get slippery. He notices Rip lose her footing, and hooks his toe into an empty slot not far below hers, creating a much larger hold.]
Aw c'mon girl, don't go fallin' for me already. Date's jus' gettin' started!
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Aw c'mon girl, don't go fallin' for me already. Date's jus' gettin' started!