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Go eat at an extremely high-class zombie restaurant
You set out on a decidedly zombie-ish quest to obtain extremely classy zombie food. Eventually, your zombie search for zombie fine dining brings you to "Le Brainzzzzzz" the most classy zombie eatery in all of little realm of the undead. You try to enter, but are stopped by a tall, thin zombie wearing a tuxedo.
"I'm sorry sir," says the tuxedo wearing zombie, "but a reservation is required to eat at Le Brainzzzzzz."
"Can I please eat here without one?" you plead. "Pretty please?"
"No," says the tuxedo wearing zombie, looking quite annoyed.
You must get in somehow, you've come too far not to. But how? Maybe you should grease the tuxedo wearing zombie or kill him or something.







