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Ben:
Amie: Dramatically throw your arms out in frustration


"Gosh!" says Amie, to the empty rooftop. "I sure hope nothing else weird is going to happen that might shine a light on what the butts I'm supposed to do now!"






No convenient, Bina shaped, short-cuts appear to her.

Amie sighs and breaths, "OK Amie! Don't panic! Everything is going to be A-OK! We can figure this out!"