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HIM: Are…Are you all right, Elaine?

HER: Yes, Roger, everything’s fine now. While you were unconscious I talked it over with the zombies, and they’ve agreed to eat you instead of me, because better you than me.

HIM: What! But…I thought you loved me!

HER: And so will they, especially with this zesty dry rub I’ve applied to your breast and thighs.