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Curiousity overcomes you, and you open up the microwave door to see
what's inside. It's just a canister of Raman noodles. Nothing special
about it.
"Uh, excuse me, but could you please close the door?" You turn to look
to see who's talking, but there's nobody behind you. You walk out into
the hallway, but there's nobody there.
"Hey, you! Here... in the microwave." You walk back into the kitchen.
"Er... are you talking to me?"
"Well, duh," says the linguistic Raman noodles. "Nobody else here but
us. Say, if you could close the door... it's a bit chilly out there."
"Oh, sure. Right." You shut the door to the microwave.
A muffled "Thanks" is heard from the other side. You turn to leave,
when it sorta dawns on you that the food in the microwave was talking to
you. Quite elegantly, in fact.
What do you do now?
* Re-open the microwave door and ask the food questions.
* Start the microwave up again.
* Get out of here as quick as possible.
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