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"Oh wow, it's this place again," says Neil.
He's holding a broom in one hand, that is so old it's now merely a stick with some grubby plastic strands poking out of the top. He trudges over to the Bar muttering, "It's really lucky I forgot to go to the shops today or I'd have spent all my bread on food for the guys... oh no, now they're gonna get really uncool and heavy with me, just because I couldn't get supper ready because I forgot to buy extra lentils..."
Come and attempt to get him out of his misery.