With the "buzzers" so split between two options, you decide to just go with the first one.

Your senses can't seem to get a bead on what the process even entails, and you feel like you would probably rather not understand it.

When Cathy hands your weapon back, you are overcome with a bizarre and uncontrollable urge to strike a particular pose in the middle of the cafe.

Did...you just hear some sort of triumphant music in your head?

You feel kind of ridiculous.

Wow, uh, thanks.


No problem! Feel free to see me again if you go up another two levels, Frannie!

If you don't mind, I should really finish up my break and get back to work in a few layers! Those body fluids won't sample themselves!

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