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<------- Stooge

Guh........ Yee.......... Jeh..........

*points frantically at the label on the bottle, on which, can be plainly seen, among other words:*

с п и р т

<----- Annanagram

*stare at the symbols*
*run out of the kitchen, pick up the paper with the stuff that Stooge wrote on it, and run back into the kitchen*
*drop paper in front of bottle*

<------ Stooge

*looks at the paper with the written symbols, which, sure enough, do read as follows:*

с п и р т

*points at the paper, then the label on the bottle, then at the paper again, trying to form words to speak but unable to*

<----- Annanagram

*sigh* I can see it! *sit down on paper, staring directly into Stoge's eyes* Calm down, please!

<----- Stooge

*starts stammering* Firewater......!!!

Annanagram, don't you see? This is what it was all about! This was my dream, telling me about a weapon that would be strong enough to combat the evils of the house! Well, one of the evils at least anyway! This is the Russian word for firewater! That's why the salt had the effect on the door that it did ---- but it's just ONE of the active ingredients in firewater!

<----- Annanagram

*totally confused now* This stuff contains salt? I'm sorry, but I don't know anything about these alcohol things ...

<---- Stooge

Well, firewater probably has a very small bit of salt in it anyway.... well even if it didn't it would make it taste better, don't you think? Anyway, could you possibly check what proof this vodka is? I can't read Russian at all..... I don't think it's strong enough to fight the demons in the house..... no, we would need it to be pure, or really close to it......

<----- Annanagram

Me? Proof?
I don't drink alcohol at all, so how should I know what effect salt has on its taste?
Is there nothing you can decipher? I saw some numbers on the label ...

<---- Stooge

Here, lemme see for myself how strong this stuff is......

*pours a small amount of vodka into the cap, and shoots it straight*

<----- Annanagram

*try to read the label* This looks like a year ... nineteensomething ... what could this "60" mean?

<----- Stooge

*has a feeling like his mouth has caught fire*

PJUUUUGGGGGHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!

*spits out the small amount of vodka forcefully*

*grabs the orange juice, pours it into a glass and gulps it down hurriedly*

Wugggggggghhhhhhhh.................

*slows down, then sees the '60' on the vodka label and studies it carefully*

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*thinks about the house and the gigantic tentacles waving in front of the door*

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Nope...... not strong enough.

<----- Annanagram

Thanks for spitting the stuff all over me ... *start catwash* *mouth seemingly catches fire* *walk backwards, trying to spit everything out* HHHHHHHHEEEELP!

<---- Stooge

I'm sorry, I didn't know you were right there.......

Gah! Here, have some milk........

*rushes into the fridge and pours a dish of milk for Annanagram, setting it in front of her quickly*

<----- Annanagram

*hastily drink everything*

<---- Stooge

*pours another glass of orange juice, and adds a very small amount of vodka to the mix*

*calms down as he starts drinking*