“Excuse me, waiter?”
“Yes, sir?”
“I can't stop looking at my fish.”
“I'm sorry?”
“I can't seem to look away. It's
almost like it's trying to tell me something.”
“Perhaps I should get the manager.
One moment, please.”
“Are you going to talk? Hmm? Yes? No,
I didn't think so."
“Sir, I'm the manager, how can I help
you?”
“Yes, I can't… Oh! That did it.
That was weird. It was like if I looked away, or even blinked, I was
going to miss something... uh oh.”
“That fish. Did that fish just...?”
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