"You could have died!" Frederick shouted.
"Can we not dwell on that, please? I didn't die." Jorgensen just stood there smirking.
"Well, can you promise to learn your lesson, then?" Frederick pleaded. "You're not immortal."
"Prove it, Bjorgman!"
"Wait, what?" Frederick blinked, not sure what to make of his friend's statement.
"Prove that I'm not immortal." Jorgensen stood there.
"I don't know if you're serious or not, but I'm absolutely not going to do that."
Jorgensen started laughing. "You know I'm joking, right?"
"It's not funny."
"Lighten up, let's go find something to eat."
"No more stupid games?"
"Fine, fine."