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"Look, buddy," you protest, "you know darn well that nobody would be cutting the line if you could actually do your job correctly and be a bank teller. So you're really the one who's responsible here." "I am not!" protests the Timberlake look-alike. "It's the bank's fault for not hiring more staff!" "Well if they hired competent staff they wouldn't need as many. What's the matter, you couldn't get a job as a pop singer anymore since your music sucks?" "That's not true! I'm loved by teenage girls the world over!" "Not nearly as much as you are loved by guys in rainbow bars." "Shut up, both of you!" says one of the lions. "Keep it up and we'll have to eat you both, which doesn't strike me as particularly pleasant because then we'll get indigestion." "Well, what do you suggest that we do, Mr. Lion?" asks the teller. "We can't just let him get away with this." "That's your problem, not mine," says the lion. "I think it's about time for me to take a nap, myself." "No! You can't take a nap! You've got evil-doers to eat!" While the teller argues with the lions, you notice that he left the door to the safe open, specifically the one behind the teller counter. If you're quick and sneaky, you should be able to get away from this confrontation and get yourself a whole lot of free money.

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