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Intro. You've finally made it, haven't you? Through the pelting rain and the howling winds, a lone soul braving the unforgiving night. Good, good. You look like you've seen a ghost... or perhaps just a very persistent puddle. Come, come closer to the fire, out of the draft. Don't worry about the mess, I've seen worse. Much, much worse. Take a seat, warm your bones. What brings a brave soul like you out on such a wretched night? And more importantly... what can I pour you?

Thomas the Tanuki

@Scooby