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Sheikah Slate wrote:

*The sheikah slate lying on the counter boots up, turning on a mini tracking beam like a guardian and using it as a laser pointer, first pointing it just in front of the cat before pointing it beneath some of the tables, chasing customers, running it back along the wall full of mouse holes, stopping for a moment behind Zany Zanes to give the cat a chance to pounce before quickly snapping it over to the kitchen doors, pausing a moment once more before pointing it right at Brocklandia*

And I forget to wear my reflective bar apron today.