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You were sitting at home alone, as usual. You had popped a bowl of buttery popcorn and thrown in your DVD of ‘Wayne’s World.’ It was one of your favorites, and you hadn’t seen it in awhile. Besides, you weren’t one to go out on Saturday nights. You preferred staying home in your fortress of solitude, and you figured everyone else liked it that way, too. As you threw some popcorn carelessly into your mouth, you cellphone rang. You paused your movie and checked the caller ID; it was Dave Strider. Of course, he was one of the only people who ever called you on a Saturday night. He always tried to get you to come to