There's a momentary pause as the man on the other side of the counter looks the two of them over. He hands a cone to Dinah, but seems to snub Cindy.
"I think you've filled yourself with enough ice cream in your lifetime, Miss Lord, and this booth wants nothing of the money of a harlot who will BURN IN HELL for her sins of the flesh!"
A hologram switches off and a man in robes stands before them, pulling out a blaster from under the table, taking aim at the supports of the pavilion.
"This exhibit is done for.. to put the future back on it's proper moral course!"
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