[We are Laytonites - by definition, we're a tiny race of people with a natural predisposition toward quaintness. To prevent natural selection from killing us all off by merit of being far too quaint to handle the world, we have evolved with the capacity to excel in as many ridiculous talents as we choose. Said talents may or may not be actually useful, but that's a matter left to the individual Laytonite's personal discretion.]
Have you ever known me to lay all of my cards on the table, Emmy?
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Have you ever known me to lay all of my cards on the table, Emmy?