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Enter butler

























 Jack: Hey, when are we?

 Shane: Abouht ah minuhte frohm when youh arrihved.

 Jack: No, no. I mean, what is the date? I feel like I am not in the year three thousand.

<p class="MsoNormal"> Shane: Three Thousand? Mahn, youh are fahr frohm home. Loohks lihke youh goht stuhck in theh yeahr twoh thousand.

<p class="MsoNormal"> Jack: So, where are we?

<p class="MsoNormal"> Shane: Thihs ihs the pohrt town, <span style="line-height:200%;color:rgb(80,107,165);background-position:initialinitial;background-repeat:initialinitial;">Cohlmar.

<p class="MsoNormal"> Jack: Shane, can you tell me why I’m here?