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The Apartment #61

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As the arguments reached their peak and blame went back and forth, the nodding heads reminded Danes of a string section of an orchestra, all purposeful movement and crescendos. Then, unexpectedly, the bickering stopped and an almost unnatural silence took over.

Eventually Harry Danes spoke.

Harry Danes: Now we've stopped shouting, let's decide our next step, eh?
Rick (pointing at Ryland): It's obvious he's the cause.
Tisha (pointing at Enoch): Him. His black magic
(Silence.)
Daniel: Can't be me, Rick, it would have happened before now, that's illogical.
(Points at the quiet woman who visibly shrinks.) Her?
Rick: Yes! Her!

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