"Hey, Liza. Nice to meet you. What is this place?" You ask. She gets close and at the last possible second tackles you to the dirty tarmek and hog ties you with your own belt. "Hoo hoo hoo! I'm a gonna be RICH I am! I'll eat at the fanciest of places and rub elbows with the upper crust! 'Tis my lucky luck day!" She begins rummaging through your pockets and comes across your cell phone.
"Blimey! It's like a futuristic lookin' glass ain't it?!" She cheers as your cell phone shows her what time it is. She thinks she's gonna get rich and famous off of you just like you thought you'd get rich and famous. Better do something fast.
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