You dial the Mystery Shack, whose number is scratched into a nearby wall. The lifeguard is eyeing you suspiciously.
"Hello?" a gravelly voice answers.
"Can you tell me, uh, what your hours of operation are?"
"We're always open!" the voice says. "Any time, day or night! Bring your friends! Bring money!"
"Okay, thanks."
The Mystery Shack hangs up.
Talk to the lifeguard.
Talk to the lumberjack.
Leave the bar.
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