| Just then, there's
a poof and a flash of light and an old guy in a long robe appears.
"I am Goofdaln, I'll be your wizard for today. Before I take your
order, may I recommend not eating the blueberries? It's not like
they're magical or anything, and I'm not a demon in disguise sent to mislead
you or whatever."
You heed the warning of the wizard, despite your intense, gnawing hunger. You pluck the blueberries from the bushes.
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