Originally, I thought ha ha, look: a bunch of suits are lined up to get in to the hottest club in London, but it's a T.G.I. Fridays!! Then I realized there was a police officer. Then, 15 hours later, I found out there was a bomb. A car bomb. That I was heading directly towards.
Oh well, at least I got to meet Eugene. He knows what he's doing.
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