[Emet-Selch's mouth thins into what might be a smile, and he nods his head before making a show of stretching and rising slowly - oh-so-slowly - to his feet. His papers are gathered, his sleeves dusted off. Yet before he turns to leave, he adds one more thing:]
["Oh, I will. If you are not tired, be sure to stay for the end. There will be a little surprise before the magic is over."]
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["Oh, I will. If you are not tired, be sure to stay for the end. There will be a little surprise before the magic is over."]