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Brett: Nope. Fire isn't my element. It CAN'T Melt me.

(Well, Well, Well, Well, Well.... DERN IT!!!)

Brett: Oh no, You find that on your own, because THAT is for my research. But it IS in Jaz's room. I'll tell you that much. C'mon. Let's go. *Teleports them all to Jaz's room*

Brett: Fine. She's in her apartment.

Believe it or not, You've been Rick Rolled.

Brett: Why would I tell you? Wolfy over here has the power to sniff.

Brett: Nope.

Brett: Ok. I did kill her. But I'm not telling you where her technology is.

Brett: *Smirks* No one likes a snitch...

Brett: OW! I didn't kill Jaz!

Brett: Alright. What questions, Ms. Attitude?

Brett: Why on earth would you take me here?

Brett: Wha-? Where are we?

Brett: ???

Brett: What's he doing here?

Brett: See? Now you know how it feels to be accused! It hurts...

Brett: I swear, I didn't do it! Besides, couldn't she have had at least ONE reason for suicide? Or perhaps an expert killer was envolved? Perhaps a GHOST?! Or maybe a magic character... A WITCH? You could be as much to blame as me. And if we just find those parts, we could bring her to life...

Brett: Why not? You know I'd never do anything to hurt her, and I was with her the the whole time. It couldn't have been murder, or I'd be dead too. So... It had to be suicide. I even checked around to see if she left it, because I know we can survive only so long without it.

Brett: Oh, I have no i-dea. She stayed over at my house, then, I woke up, and... And she wasn't breathing... But her hard drive was missing. I suspect suicide.

Brett: She's dead.