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[Rachel is holding a notepad close to her chest, looking somewhat somber. She's outside, in the ashy snow, with her dog at her side, by a tree that is half burnt and broken, twisted by the event. When she speakss, her voice is quiet.]I have heard a lot of discontent over what has happened -- and people have every right to be angry with Mister

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[Rachel, at seven o'clock, is sitting in a pew. There are some people there, scattered around, some talking in hushed tones, some dividing up blankets, but Rachel seems fairly reverent, her head bowed slightly, eyes closed in thought.

But she opens his eyes slightly to look over, at the sound of someone entering, and she jumps to her feet, eyes wide.]

Do you need any --

[Pause.]

... are you a penguin?

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I've --

[Blink.]

... never met a talking penguin before, that's all.

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Organizing the recovery effort and praying.

[Somewhat uncertainly as she watches Dedede, puzzled by the question.]

I'm Rachel.