BUT THE DOORS ARE LOCKED. Oz's fingers slip against the metal handle, but no matter how much he tugs, it's obvious that the shop owner has already decided to tuck tail and book it.]
It's closed—! [And the muffled HOHOHOs in the distance are becoming less muffled...]
...Stand back, all right? I'll try to break it down!
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BUT THE DOORS ARE LOCKED. Oz's fingers slip against the metal handle, but no matter how much he tugs, it's obvious that the shop owner has already decided to tuck tail and book it.]
It's closed—! [And the muffled HOHOHOs in the distance are becoming less muffled...]
...Stand back, all right? I'll try to break it down!