A: 946 Beulah Street
[Hey, parents. One of your kids isn't what he used to be. This is probably best seen by the way he's creeping around the house with the lamp he unplugged from the nightstand in the room he woke up in, assuming this a dream or a prank, but ready with a blunt object and a fairly good swing should the place turn hostile.]
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You're not really dreaming...
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[He's elaborating on options one and two, mentally. It wouldn't be that weird to dream about Hungary, or inconceivable that she could be employed in an elaborate prank, likely courtesy of Finland.]
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Of course. Where do you live?
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You don't happen to be on Beulah Street, do you?
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Ah, I'm on Stone st, unfortunately...
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