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Stanley the Plaid: Just tell me this.
Suppose you had to defend a single city on a mountain against an army that outnumbers you ten to one.
Wanda interrupts, a bemused expression on her face.|||
Parson frowns slightly as he ponders the scenario.|||
Parson's concentration is broken, and he looks perplexed.|||
Wanda rolls her eyes, looking bored as she lectures Parson on how to address his new master.|||
A tight closeup on Parson's face. His lips are curled in a smirk.|||
Stanley is prancing happily, his arms raised in a triumphant pose, as Wanda looks on.|||
Stanley is looking very pleased with himself as he raises one arm and points a finger upwards to emphasize his words.|||
Wanda cocks an eyebrow and looks thoughtful.|||
Stanley is seen from below. He is standing tall (as best he can), with a huge grin on his face.|||
A closeup of the right side of Wanda's face. Her eye is half-closed, and there is a hint of a smirk on her lips.|||
A closeup of the left side of Parson's face. There is definitely a smirk on his lips.|||
Wanda and Parson are seen in silhouette against the background light of the room. We can see that Parson is about twice Wanda's height.|||
- ^ And you can be one, too.