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Okay, sure. It's 1:50 p.m., I've had one bathroom break, eaten one small box of raisins, spent 30 minutes on the phone with a patron and had someone waiting in the wings to talk to me about tickets and I'm famished and we're in the midst of a huge thunderstorm, but all that pales in comparison to:


HAPPY BIRTHDAY, MY GORGEOUS TWINS, GEORGE AND FRED WEASLEY!!! :D :D :D