Djedkare quaffed his Shirley Temple, and blissfully rubbed his gut. The nauseating rustling of scarabs settled down under a torrent of sugary water. Exhaling deeply, Djedkare looked around the bar. Though the bar was filled with interesting things, the sight of Jack tinkering with his toys was of utmost interest to the old mummy. Djedkare got up from his seat and seated himself next to Jack. He took on a fatherly tone and inquisitively asked Jack about his advanced tools.

"Hey, sport. What's that you've got there? It looks real spiffy!"
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