hey, you guys about to smoke? kumar and hippie asshole turn and see the twins. they're both floored by their hotness.
we're just gonna eat before this gets cold. what do you say we meet you back in our room in twenty minutes?
hurry up, i want to go smoke pot with that cute indian bloke.
oh great. now i think i have to go. christy enters stall number three and shuts the door. the sound of the door shutting causes harold and kumar to turn their attention to the other stall. they then look at each other grossed out. from above, we see harold and kumar struggling, while the girls have taken their places in the surrounding stalls.
hey clarissa. do you wanna play battle shits? we see harold quizzically mouth "battle shits?"
wait for it. wait for it. ahhhhh!
you sank my destroyer! scag! kumar almost pukes as he drops the pot into the toilet bowl.
who was that? kumar looks nervous. he quickly bolts from the bathroom.