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| Hey grandma. What gives? You made up your mind yet? | |
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| Yes, my dear, and I'm ready for the transmogrification that you promised me. I look forward to regaining my youthful looks. | |
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| Hold on tight, then. The process can kinda feel like a bumpy ride while your soul proceeds to reshuffle itself into a new physical configuration... but it's totally painless. | |
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| You're done, grandma. You're young again. A beautiful, newly hatched fly. Now you can live up to three months. Longer lifespan than you'd have as an old lady! Just stay away from the spider webs. | |
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