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Stranger: Words of encouragement. Removing thorns from your paw. Sending out for pizza. There are ways.
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Dream Lord: Don't worry about it, Sid! Ta-da! The marvels of modern dream technology triumph again! A drink to end all drinks! You'll never taste anything like this again...every liquor known to man, mixed in a perfect balance.
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Stranger (accepting the drink from Dream Lord): There is no such thing as a perfect balance, Kubla. The nature of the universe is fluctuation and inequality, dominance and submission. In any combination, one element invariably gains ascendancy, and all others recede.
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Dream Lord (sarcastically): I don't think you would make a very good bartender, Sid.
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Stranger: Oh, on the contrary! The power of mixology lies in knowing the fascism of alcohols...which ingredients are strongest, most overpowering, needing the dilution of weaker forces.
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Dream Lord (creating his own drink in a chalice in the air): Are you speaking physically or philosophically?
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Stranger (sipping his drink): Ambiguously, of course. (He smiles pleasantly.)
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Dream Lord: I see. Sid, I hope you will forgive me, but I am dying of curiosity. I've got to know: where did you come from? How did you get here? I would've known if there was another living being in the Dream Zone...but I've never sensed you. I'm very powerful, you know. In this dimension, I'm...
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Stranger: ...like a god. So I've heard. You're "remarkable," too, aren't you?
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Stranger: No, I'm sure it's true. You do indeed seem to be a unique and talented fellow. I trust my sources.
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Dream Lord: What are your sources?
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Stranger: You , of course! And your clever horde of dream servants. Do you enjoy them, Kubla? Do you like having an army of brainless sycophants to feed you platitudes on a silver tray?
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Dream Lord (very annoyed): You haven't answered my questions yet. What's your
story? Why didn't I sense you before?
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Stranger: Does it matter? Can't you simply entertain me? This is certainly no way to treat a guest. I'm afraid I may have to advise all my friends against visiting you in the future.
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Dream Lord: What friends? Are there more beings like you, somewhere in the Dream Zone?
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Stranger: Maybe. Maybe not. Maybe I'm not even here. Did you think that perhaps I am simply another of your creations, an accident, a slip of your mighty subconscious?
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Dream Lord: I don't know. You tell me.
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Stranger: In due time, Kubla. We don't want to ruin all the surprises, now, do we? It would spoil the game, take all the fun out of my visit.
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Stranger: Besides, I detest making revelations on an empty stomach. Are there hors d'oeuvres, or a dinner of some sort?
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Dream Lord: Well, I suppose I could create something. I'll have Riggins serve it to us in the dining hall.
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Dream Lord: How about filet mignon and a pilaf?
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Stranger: By all means! Let's go eat, and catch up on old times!
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Dream Lord: What do you mean, "old times?" I've never met you before.
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Stranger: Oh, your old times, of course! I'm still young, you know.
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