Gus sat back in his chair and sighed. “Is the synchronized swimming footage actually in there?”
As the movie started, the two friends sat in the flickering light of the laptop, ready to face whatever cinematic chaos—pirated or otherwise—the world had in store for them.
“Shawn, I’m telling you, this is a bad idea,” Gus hissed, his thumb hovering nervously over his nose. “I have a reputation. I am a professional pharmaceutical representative. I have a 780 credit score. I do not ‘pirate’ movies.”
“Gus, don’t be exactly the ‘Wait’ in ‘Wait for it,’” Shawn retorted, not looking up. “The premiere of Psych 3: This Is Gus is happening right now in London. We can’t wait for the official release. The fans—the Psych-os—they need to know we’ve seen it. Plus, the file name is perfect: Psych_3_This_Is_Gus_YIFY_H264_AAC.mp4. It’s got pedigree.”
“It’s a cinematic masterpiece about your impending nuptials and the mysterious past of Selene,” Shawn said, finally leaning back and grabbing a pineapple from the desk. “But here’s the kicker: I got a tip on the Psych-line. This specific YIFY file isn't just the movie. It contains a hidden code from a disgruntled editor who was fired for trying to include too many close-ups of your transition lenses.”
“The man in the video is wearing your old bowling shirt!” Gus pointed at the screen. “I can see the ‘Spencer’ embroidery on the pocket!”
“Gus, don’t be the ‘i’ in ‘Team.’ Why would I use mustard? I’m a honey-mustard man, you know that.”