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As the pink mist cleared, Randy could make out the figure of a little man sitting on the table top, legs dangling over the edge. He was wearing pink tights, matching ballet shoes, a pink tutu, wrinkled undershirt, and a clip-on halo. His fuzzy pink wings shed little stringy things each time he moved. Randy grew brave and stepped forward, "Who are you? What are you?"
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