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The tinfoil joke gave Marie a good, hearty chuckle. That concept was near universal, funny even if you weren't into politics. Lana was totally the type to spend hours hunched over a computer, wrapped in a woolen blanket, only the light of a computer screen illuminating her face, and it should follow that tinfoil hats would be involved too.

"My dad's been busy, too," she replied, "So I've had to double down on keeping the house in order. 'Course, I really only keep my room really nice looking, but I freshen up the downstairs every so often. And Arthur's room, for when he gets back."

She stared out the window for a little while, following Lana's vacant gaze to the nothing spot in the middle of the blinds. If she didn't know better, she'd have started taking Lana's comments about tinfoil more seriously.

"I don't think you've taken me over there, but doesn't she teach kindergarten or something?"

Marie felt like she was way off the mark, but waited to see if Lana would correct her or not.
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