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(one last bit before bed)
The party is now officially in full swing, unlike the poor laddy who has been in full swing for at least the last 20 minutes. RSE raises his hat as DGMa, stick waving, races past in hot pursuit of Ravenne, who's trying to find a pole to write "Germany!" on.
Enough ZCs and variants have been consumed for people to be uncertain as to whether they are really still there, or if they are about to turn up two days ago. Maybe as a result of that, the disco ball seems to be reflecting light not normally seen in this universe.
VR pauses in his hunt for more bacon, distracted by what seems like a very faint squirrelly smell. But before he can open his mouth to bark, the smell of cooking bacon wafts through, shortly followed by WDE barking. The squirrelly smell no longer noticable over the bacon smell, VR continues on his hunt for bacon.
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