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| Months in the present... |
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| THESE BORING MEN ARE UNINTERESTING. |
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| Rose: Have a flashback. |
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| John: Spy in the future... |
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| Rose: Have a flashback. |
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| Dirk: What the hell is that who you are here? |
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| Dave: Receive transfer from John. He has plenty. |
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| This one's empty. Perhaps a delivery is in there. Take a look. |
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| Rose: Stop fooling around and transportalize out of the first visible captchalogue card. |
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| Jade: Move Dave's bed to the center and do a goofy dance. |
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| Terezi: Go get a beverage. |
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| Rose: Build as much grist as you can go. |
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