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[[Fooker walks past Fred, who seems to be oozing idly on the counter.]]

[[Fooker reacts in surprise as Fred suddenly stretches his pseudopods in every direction, taking on the vague shape of a tree with many branches.]]

[[Fred resumes his previous shape.]]
Fooker: What are you doing, Fred?
Fred: Slime mold calisthenics.