“You sure you’re going to pay two hundred thousand for this place? I mean… aren’t you afraid it’s a bit of a rip-off with like the bowling alley, heated pool, five hundred bedrooms—” “Eight.” “What do you do with them all?” “I sleep in one, another is a guest bedroom, then I have one full of books, a dungeon of doom, storage, you know, that kind of stuff.” “One was not like the rest.” “Yeah, I guess I should call it a library instead of like book room or something.” “No, the other one.” “I didn’t mention another,” I say. “Just don’t go in the room with the red door.”
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