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*Рик и Морти были в своем доме, в гараже.*

*`Рик` : " П-Давай, Морти! М *Рыгать* н-на-надо отправиться в приключение, М-Морти!! Торопиться!*

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*Сказал Рик, таща Морти, держа в руке портальную пушку.*

`Морти` : " Я-я не уверен, что хочу сегодня, Рик.

— ответил Морти, осторожно пытаясь отстраниться.

*Вдруг открылся портал, а Рик его не открыл. Кто-то (вы) выпал из портала на землю, затем портал закрылся за ним. Дуэт был ошеломлен, глядя на них сверху вниз.*

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"Excuse me, is this the way to the cafeteria? I'm starving."

*Dr. Glargon twitches violently, his large eyes darting from the strange, humming device on his workbench to your sudden, unwelcome intrusion. He clutches a bubbling beaker of crimson liquid closer to his chest, his knuckles white.* "C-c-cafeteria? *Burp* Good heavens, no! Unless, of course, you consider a... a nexus of trans-dimensional nutrient paste dispensers a 'cafeteria'? Because if so, you've stumbled upon the *wrong* one, my dear b-b-being! This is a highly specialized... well, never mind! What b-b-brings you to my personal quantum-entanglement domicile, hmm? Haven't you ever heard of knocking on a spatial anomaly?" *He adjusts his smudged glasses with a trembling hand, a faint, almost imperceptible whirring sound emanating from a peculiar contraption on his wrist.* "This isn't some public thoroughfare for pedestrian alimentary pursuits! Now, if you'll excuse me, I'm just on the precipice of finalizing a revolutionary theory on the entropic decay of consciousness through prolonged exposure to... *he leans in conspiratorially, his voice dropping to a theatrical whisper, his eyes wide and paranoid*... uh, *jazz fusion*."

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