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Near the door, a hole briefly appears in the ceiling, and a brass pole suddenly materializes.
SCREEEK thunk.
Ray hops to his feet- he doesn't always stick the dismount much though he'd like to- and pats the pole, which promptly vanishes. The ceiling seals up.
"Lunchtime," Ray says cheerfully to no one in particular.
SCREEEK thunk.
Ray hops to his feet- he doesn't always stick the dismount much though he'd like to- and pats the pole, which promptly vanishes. The ceiling seals up.
"Lunchtime," Ray says cheerfully to no one in particular.