" My name is Inigo Montoya, you killed my ..." Oops, wrong
story ... "You killed my fiancé, prepare to be threatened" |
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Sloane's all, but you're the one who blew your own cover, Syd
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and just to make yourself more miserable, go see our lie detector guy |
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which is not a pleasant thought as she heads to ... |
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the lie detector guy, who asks lots of questions |
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and Syd gives lots of answers |
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and finally emerges into the sunlight only to find that her car is
being towed away |
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So how can things get worse? |
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Well, one way is to go once upon the current time again and |
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and tell the evil menacing guy to write down the secret message, and
then reverse the letters |
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Hee hee
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Syd says she's got nothin' to lose |
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and he says, you've got teeth |
