[Richie lets her take his arm and pats her hand.] Why hey there! Lots of, lots of shutterbugs around here, huh? [In dreams, it's difficult to keep up cheer; to his disappointment, his voice is resolutely flat, despite the exclamation marks he's pounded on. He can actually see his words floating above his head, devoid of any punctuation; he draws some in with a finger.] Do you know where we are?
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