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Exactly. Finally, someone who swallowed a dose of reality. I'm locked in my house with a rifle pointed at the door, just expecting to get attacked. This outbreak thing is highly concerning, and I'm talking excessively in order to distract myself from reality. Like going to the dentist, I say the state capitals in reverse alphabetical order just to distract myself when she's prodding with metal hooks. Did you go to school today? Or did you cut class like everyone else? I bet you did. Anyway, you called, so what can I do for you?"