You immediately start jumping up and down to attract Trish's attention. She sits down and picks up her fork. It heads right for you and you start screaming. The fork stops. Suddenly, Trish's giant face is looking at you. "Oh my God! Is that you Ryan? Wait, I can't hear you," she says as she gently picks you up and holds you next to her ear. "HELP ME TRISH, PLEASE!" you beg. "Don't worry Ryan, I will, but first I need to get you out of the house without anyone seeing you." She puts you in her...
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