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"I can always stalk celebrities later," you tell yourself, "let's go to
the beach.". Parking the van on the sand, you hop out. Water
is underfoot; tide is in. On closer inspection, it seems there's
a shiny film of oil on the water's surface. Oh well, it feels like
water. Without warning, a finger taps you on the neck. "Okay,
what's the big idea?" you ask, swerving around. In front of you stands
a sheepish Melisa. More than a little ticked off, you confront her.
"What are you doing? Sneaking up on me like that!" Melisa looks
you warily in the eye and shrugs. "Hey," she begins, "care to join my circus?
We're going to that mystery concert." "No," you say firmly, "I'd
rather time warp." "...than accompany a circus," you reply sarcastically.
"Well, it's your choice, " says Melisa. "Circus concert or time warp?"