Inhabited by:
Now a rather extreme FourDimensionalSuite.
The EastSquared whiteboard:
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"Ouch" -Bob
"What?" -Emma
"I bit someone... and it was me." -Bob
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"I look for things. Things that make me squeak. Do you make me squeak?" -Mirva
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"If Mirva got her liscence then we could lose that purity point." -Emma
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"It's funny, we're in the middle of a thunderstorm and we have three computers on" -Bob
"No, now we have one computer on" -Emma (The power went out)