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[[Trudy walks through driving rain with her umbrella]]

Trudy {{thinking}}: "Trudy, go back to the gas station and call in a warning." Walk in the @$*?! rain while they drive in the warm dry car...

Trudy {{thinking}}: Is chivalry dead? He could've sent Nick or Fooker... At least I won't dirty my hands with sand bags...

{{The wind turns Trudy's umbrella inside-out}}
<<SHWLOOP!>>

Trudy: Do you know how long it takes to _fix_ this hair?!?