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[oom: Mr. Bennet finds that Claire, after being grounded, has disappeared.]
So opens the front door, a middle-aged man dressed in a pressed grey business suit, balding, and thick-rimmed glasses. Keys in hand, he looks as if he were rushing off to business in a hurry.
But instead of outside, he finds himself here in a bar,
The door closes behind him as he stands stock still.
He looks at the door behind him, and turns to give it a tug. It doesn't open, not yet at least. And so the keys go back in the pocket, and he turns to look at what it is life has thrown his way this time.
So opens the front door, a middle-aged man dressed in a pressed grey business suit, balding, and thick-rimmed glasses. Keys in hand, he looks as if he were rushing off to business in a hurry.
But instead of outside, he finds himself here in a bar,
The door closes behind him as he stands stock still.
He looks at the door behind him, and turns to give it a tug. It doesn't open, not yet at least. And so the keys go back in the pocket, and he turns to look at what it is life has thrown his way this time.