[[White Beret Guy is walking off, carrying a briefcase.]]
WBG: Gotta go - I'm late for work.
Off-screen: Oh, where are you working now?
WBG: Antique factory!

[[White Beret Guy arrives at his office, where he pulls out his chair from his desk.]]

[[He sits at his table and waits.]]

[[And waits.]]
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