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[ You find yourself in an interrogation room, one in relative shambles - the one-way mirror across the room is intact, but the one light above the table flickers on and of at random.

You're alone at first, but soon someone bursts into the room. At a glance it's evident that this person is meant to be a detective, as they're dressed in a trenchcoat and deerstalker hat.

They walk across the table from you and slam their hands down on the table. ]

Are you ready to talk now, "Horse"?

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Not very likely!

If they defect on us and we cooperate, we'll get ten years jail added to our time.

Yes, so . . . I mean, personally, I don't wish to defect on them, but - professionally, it's better if we do defect on them. . .

I don't know any of them, so I'm going to leave the choice to the rest of you.

So let's defect.

[leaning back against the wall to watch Snow having A Feeling.]

[yyyep]

It sounds like we'll defect, unless he changes his mind.

That's okay with me.

Same here.

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