Triangle leans over the counter, his hands waving as he explains his logic to the silent, unblinking gate agent. The camera zooms in slowly on the agent's face, which remains completely frozen, while Triangle's reflection in the glass moves frantically. A bead of sweat rolls down Triangle's red forehead, shimmering in the fluorescent light. On-screen dialogue (characters speak with lip-sync): ...
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