"BLÅHAJ is more than just a shark to some people (all of them). BLÅHAJ is a way of life. BLÅHAJ is beloved by people of all walks of life. Young, old, Rin, British people, other people, Rin, my dad laughs at me but he doesn't count, Rin, the president (Rin), and BLÅHAJ love BLÅHAJ. In this way, it could be said that something that provides light and comfort for so many people across all of Society is a necessity, in the same way that food and transportation are. You wouldn't let Rin starve, would you?"Rin Penrose
"I see. Well, thank you for your time." Mr. Humphreys stood to leave, collecting his suit coat from the back of the chair. "Forgive me my curiosity, though - why did you call me for an interview if you knew you had no intention of hiring me?" The man who'd introduced himself as Node didn't look up from his notebook, continuing to scribble notes. "We simply wanted to see what sort of person you were, Grant. Call it... professional curiosity" he responded after a pause. "You'll of course be hearing from the District Attorney soon." Grant stood for a moment, frowning. But a wry smile soon followed. "No," he said. "I don't think I will."
Windows shattered more than four blocks away. The local news that night reported that the explosion had been the result of a gas leak, and nothing more.
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