The Count decided to bite the bullet and call Grun, one of the individuals of the couple over, so they could talk about what happened at the marathon. He wasn’t looking forward to it, but it needed to be dealt with. Grun was home, and said he would be right over. He could tell he was excited about finding out, but he was also afraid he had expectations that could be problematic. After about fifteen minutes, Grun showed up.
“Senor Count” he said as he opened the door.
“Yes, Grun come on in.”
He followed him and they sat at the table.
“So, I guess you are looking for a better explanation on what happened at the marathon.”
“Not just then, senor,” he said shaking his head, “but whatever is going on with you. I think whatever happened at the marathon also happened at your last game.”
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