I'm Artemis, the group's archer, follow me. This is the kitchen, Miss Martian attempts to cook in here. Is the floor really all that interesting? What? Ugh, you're worse than Kid Flash, except he's constantly hitting on me, honestly, when will he learn that I'm not interested. Anyway- oof! Wally! I told him not to leave his stuff lying around. Aah, I think I twisted my ankle. There's a medical bag over there, go get it. You bring it back to her and...
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