He was halfway across the ballroom, where the dancing had ceased for the musicians to take a well-earned rest, when Roding pounced on him. He took some Oreos from the bottomless supply that stocked the cookie jar. The movie droned on, the sounds becoming manageable except for the frequent high-pitched screams of young girls when a poltergeist manifestation would leap out of a shadow. She made noises between weeping and laughter as she went. “Of course I will,” he answered.
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