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A little girl in overalls is wandering around near The Sign, looking frantically under couches and tables and calling out, "Bingo! Where are you, Bingo?" To some people, she might look familiar. Like, say, if you aged her twenty years and stuck a nurse's hat on her head.
After a couple of minutes, she pouts and scuffs her shoe against the ground. "That crazy dog's gonna get me in trouble again..."
Only then, she notices the sign. Her expression brightens and she asks, "Hey! Um, any of you seen a dog? His name's Bingo and he's a beagle. And, if not, do you have a pet of your own?"
After a couple of minutes, she pouts and scuffs her shoe against the ground. "That crazy dog's gonna get me in trouble again..."
Only then, she notices the sign. Her expression brightens and she asks, "Hey! Um, any of you seen a dog? His name's Bingo and he's a beagle. And, if not, do you have a pet of your own?"