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[Here is Two on the plane. He's relaxed in a comfortable chair, with a tall, lavish hookah standing on the plane floor beside him. He looks placidly still, as always; the only obvious movement is him bringing the pipe, slowly, to his lips to inhale. Smoke billows from his mouth as he releases it, and it floats off into the astral sky. He only looks forward with a blank expression. He's an exciting guy.]