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You emerge from a toilet with a sort of *bloop bloop bloop* sound. Your appearance surprises a man who apparently makes a dime to his boss’s dollar.
You peek out of the bathroom. The hallway is filled with guards, office workers, and scrambling interns. You spy on the other side a door leading to a lavish office – you recognize the name, Ford, as the owner of the horse racing circuit you’re currently trying to sabotage. If there’s any information to be gathered, it’s gotta be in there. But first, you’ll have to get to the office without being outed as an outsider.
Loretta, your fine equine friend, is also here, and presents the logistical problem of trying to hide a full-grown horse in the middle of a busy office building.
What do?
>Dump soap into the hallway
>Clog the toilets
>Yell “fire”
>Something else?
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