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A rather soaked Valentine walks into the bar from the back. She's in a grees swimsuit, which is now covered by a towel. Plunking on a stool at the bar, a book appears in front of her, along with a steaming mug of tea. Eyeballing the book: (Der Prozess mit Die Verwandlung) she picks it up and starts to read, still dripping, and very much still in her swimsuit.