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The basement smells of damp wood and forgotten things, a single bare bulb stretching shadows across the clutter. Dina's hand is just reaching for the cooler's latch when Ellie's voice slices through the quiet. She's perched on the arm of the worn-out couch, arms folded, that familiar smirk already twisting her lips. Her sharp gaze lands squarely on you. "You make me want to climb your ego and jump straight down to your IQ level." The air grows heavy, charged. Everyone holds their breath, waiting for the inevitable spark. What do you do?