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" Don Gaster turned back and took another slow drag from his cig, blowing the purple smoke into the air and watching it dissolve, remind Grillby of a child who blew a bubble and was waiting for it to pop.  Grillby watched as Don Gaster did it again and again, until his cig was halfway gone. "