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[GRIAN]
Mumbo! Just the neurotic I was looking for- Does the name Pix R mean anything to you?
[MUMBO]
(Barely awake) Grian, it's eight in the morning. (Yawn) At least let me make tea before you start with the interrogation.
[GRIAN]
That’s what I thought you’d say. Water’s already boiling.
(Water pours)
(Begrudgingly) Here. Osmanthus green, just for you. Now answer my question.
[MUMBO]
Never heard that name in my life. Little odd, isn't it? (Sipping hot tea) Pix. Strange name. Why, does it mean anything to you?
[GRIAN]
Not yet. But I think it did to Etho, and I want to know what. So if you find any mentions of a Pix, anything about supernatural knowledge of people's entire lives, any obituary clippings archived in weird places, pass them along to me, if you don't mind? I had Scar working on it a few months ago, but I think he gave-
Oh-
Watch out, your throat is sort of… sinking. Is it the hot water? Mumbo, stop melting-
[MUMBO]
(Garbled Mumbo noise)
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