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[[Nega-Nick (masquerading as "our" Nick) has met up with Trudy just outside the door at GPF headquarters. Both are carrying bags and are ready to go, and Friend Field "blorps" on both of their phones. While "Nick" is smiling, Trudy has a stern look on her face.]]
<<BLORP>>
<<BLORP>>
Nega-Nick: There she is! All ready to go?
Trudy: Yes... But we need to talk.

[[As they approach the car she hands her back to Nega-Nick, who uses the car's remote to unlock the doors.]]
<<BEEP BEEP>>
Trudy: I don't want to discuss anything about Lakatos or our amnesia on this trip.
Nega-Nick: You don't? I thought since we have a few hours to kill...

Trudy: [seriously] We've spent TOO much time on it. Yes, it's been helpful, but frustrating as well. I've remembered isolated snippets, none of which have helped in determining what happened to us...

Trudy: [accusingly] But YOU don't seem to remember anything.
Nega-Nick: [shrugging] What can I say? I got hit in the head harder than you did. Sounds like you're the lucky one.