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It appears your vaguely copyright chef-d'oeuvre has crumbled at your feet. Oh well. You never considered yourself much of a mechanic anyway, despite your best efforts over the years. Anyways, speaking of chefs, you're starting to get increasingly hungry. The kitchen is just down the hall. There are definitely some batteries for this stupid robot somewhere around the house, and the wrench can probably wait, right?
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