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[arachnologist]

... okay, this is -- not okay. At all. This is -- you can't take me away from my dad's funeral and tell me I'm not -- not real, what is....

This is insane. This is the--

No. I'm not okay with this and I don't want to stay here. Do you understand that I have-- places to be? My family --

... no, okay. Fine. I can deal with this. If I have to, I will. So. [ DEEP BREATH. ] My name is Gwen. Gwen Stacy. If we're all -- fictional, I can only assume it's possible that people I know have been brought here too and told the same thing. So, iiiiif my name is familiar to you? Now's the time to say so. Otherwise?

[ DEEPER BREATH. ]

I'm. Going to go sit down. Somewhere. If anyone needs me, I'll just be. Yeah. So. Thanks.

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[everythingspandex]

Promise.

[ Don't make promises you can't keep. He can keep that one, right? He'd have to be forced to break it. Like literally forced someone ripping him away horribly, he thinks.]

[arachnologist]

Good. [ She huffs a sigh. ] Good.

[ Finally she lets go. Somewhat reluctantly, but they are just -- standing on a sidewalk, so. She pulls away from him and curls her arm through his again. ]

Can we just -- go crash? Please? Maybe watch a really bad movie and do nothing for a while?

[everythingspandex]

[ He puts his free hand on the arm she loops through his, for some kind of extra comfort as he looks up and around the area ]

Yeah. We can. I mean. ...Figure out where to do that. [ They had them at hotels? He hasn't even checked that out. It was overwhelming at the time. ]

[arachnologist]

I think I heard something about a hotel? I think. God. I'm not-- [ she flaps her free hand vaguely. ] Sure. I guess we can go find out.

[everythingspandex]

Right. Okay. We'll just. Find that. And then bad movies should be there. Hotels have bad movies, right? I don't even. I don't know. Not like I've been in one as a guest. Which way was that?

[arachnologist]

Hotels have the worst movies. We went on vacation to Florida a couple years ago and got three straight days of torrential rain. So I learned intimately the sort of bad knock offs hotels will keep on the menu. [ His question makes her pull out her new government-issue (?) cellphone from her pocket and bring up the maps function. The smile she gives him is tired and very wry. ] Whatever way GPS tells us.

[ It's fine. They're fine. They're going to be fine. ]

[everythingspandex]

That came with a map app? [ stupid why didn't you check what was in the phone? ]