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<Back where the rest of the expedition is waiting>
Prof. Brahms: I can not believe it! We are basically there and now this young girl won't let us SEE it? This is so FRUSTRATING!
Prof Queahn: Indeed. I just hope this young Lady knows what she is doing. I do have kind of a WEIRD FEELING in my tongue.
Prof. Brahms: You always have that. Usually it just means it is going to RAIN. Ech ... I just don't understand why Master Peck sent an OUTSIDER with us for this. Master Stettson would have done a fine job!
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Prof. Brahms: <sighs> Twenty years ago we would have just gone and SNUCK A PEEK anyways.
Prof. Queahn: Luckily at least one of us has gotten wiser in that time.
Prof. Brahms: ... what is the matter old friend? You sound even more somber than usual.
Prof. Queahn: I don't know, Cornelius. I ... am just not sure we should really BE HERE. All of us.
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<Close by, two guards are listening in>
Toyhe: Do you hear that? The old coots are getting NERVOUS.
Bac'Bessh: Eh, I don't blame them. This place gives me the CREEPS.
Toyhe: What place? The jungle? We've been here for DAYS.
Bac'Bessh: Not the jungle, dumbass! THIS place here ... those RUINS over there!
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Toyhe: Oh COME ON. Not you too, man ... It's just a bunch of rocks! Don't tell me you're suddenly SUPERSTITIOUS!
Bac'Bessh: I'm NOT! It could just be ... more dangerous than we think!
Toyhe: Is it a SNAKE THING? Are you afraid some ANCIENT SPIRITS are going to come out of their grave and DEVOUR you? OUUUUUUH!
Bac'Bessh: ... FUCK YOU, man!