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[And once again, it is noon on meeting day in Patrol headquarters. There's a big open meeting room space, tables in the middle, a projector on the ceiling, computers in the walls. It is shiny, high-tech, clean, and full of a lot more people than last time. Yuan is already here before anyone else arrives, getting papers laid out and shuffled around. He seems tense, but satisfied. Things are finally coming together.]

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[Sips politely.... God this is awful.]

[It tastes of pain and sorrow]

Like it?

I don't think it's for me.

It's an acquired taste, I think.

Maybe I'll try it again some other time.

You can have it with milk and sugar as well, you know.

That's right! [Thank God for her taste buds.] Do you think they have any milk here?

[She opens a door to the fridge, pulling out a carton of milk]

Like magic.

[brb dumping some milk in.] Thanks I didn't want to snoop.

You should always snoop. It's the only way to get anything around here.

It isn't considered rude?

Sometimes you need a little rudeness in your life.

Well it gets you milk in any case.

That too.

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