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The Last Supper - future is now
[ The elevator lets you out into a private room: from the decor, it is doubtlessly an enclave of the restaurant you saw earlier on screen.
Your phones have filled with a rather sizable rule list. ]
Your phones have filled with a rather sizable rule list. ]

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[And we are all emotionally incompetent. How are we supposed to guess what other people are thinking?]
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Honestly, we might as well just roll dice for it.
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You want to leave trauma up to chance?
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Fine.
Then would you do the honors? We're running out of time.