One, two, three
One, two, three
Open; close
Open; close.
Tap.. tap.. tap
Tap.. tap.. tap
Screech
What was that?!?
Droop.. droop
Droop.. droop
Focus, come on
Focus!
Sirens going off
Faint sound of a car horn
Mumbling through the wall
THIS ISN'T RIGHT!
Sequence,
Sequence
Everthing has to be perfect
Adjusts glasses.
Okay..
One, two, three
One, two, three
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