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"We ran into one of the inspectors," Gil explains, as if that's supposed to grant you new information. "She's actually pretty nice... she listened to Cam ramble about fish..."
"If I'm placed on the ice-fishing beat, I do my research!"
Yes, you try to say. Ha-ha. Very cool. You don't, though, because the Manager is looking at you still, and her skin is dark and her hair is cut very short and the whites of her eyes look like cut paper or like glass. She smiles without showing teeth. "Hello. It is nice to meet you."
Claudia! Claudia, Claudia, Claudia— "Yup," Claudia says, a little uncomfortably. Does she know? She can't...
"I have been speaking to your friends," the Manager says, her enunciation clipped like cut paper or like grass. "They are very interesting people. Are you very interesting yourself?"
<span class="mu-i">If they're interesting, who'd want to be...</span> "I'm normal," Claudia says. "I'm not a <span class="mu-i">weirdo.</span>"
"Of course. I was not trying to imply. Still. It is nice to meet you, Miss Fawkins."
The Manager extends her hand. Her fingernails are all clipped short. You expect her to grab you, to claw you, to cut you, but the hand slides into midair and waits there.
She wants a handshake.
>[1] Shake the Manager's hand.
>[2] Look into the Manager's eyes. (Communion. Spend 1 ID.)
>[3] Look out through your own eyes.
>>[A] Spend 1 SV. [Roll.]
>> Spend 1 SV, twice. [Automatically succeed.]
>>[C] Spend 1 SV, three times. [Automatically Enhanced-succeed.]
>[4] Get out of here. Go. Manipulate the dream so you're not standing right here— so you're standing anywhere but in front of clued-in Management. [Roll.]
>[5] Write-in.