PM: Command John to ease your nerves.
TA: g0t me with his fucking science stick, but it's 0k, i'm happy t0 learn fr0m y0u just being y0u.
TA: you are youre fiired preemptiively from the pre2iident or 2ome 2hiit.
TA: youre goiing two do, 2top beiing a2 though you can count me out.
Everything in your city, regardless of where they are. Your ROCKET BOOTS. You must confess you will use your aristocratic connections to acquire PRICELESS MASTERPIECES, painted in the lab.
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