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Meanwhile, at the Peerless Museum, a special display of the world's most famous gem, the Fulsome Prism, was being held. Among the digni- taries were His Honor, Mayor Ashwald, Melvin and Eleanor Peerless (the billionaire owners of the gem), and Aliasville Police Commissioner O'Riley. "C'mon," Tina grunted, as she and Debbie stood at the back of the large, crowded room. "What's the big deal?? All this for a hunk of glass?" "Well, it's not just a piece of glass, Tina," Debbie corrected her. "This is the only gemstone of its type in the whole world. Notice how it reflects the very light from the sun. It was once used by the ancient Wannapeepee tribe as an oracle." "--Oracle--?" Tina asked. "Oracle. It has been said that it could even predict the weather up to a year in advance by varying the colors it reflects." "Is this what got you in an uproar the past few days?" Tina sighed, placing her hands on her hips. "You really think that thing could predict the winner of the Steeler-Ravens game next Sunday?" Of course, Debbie did not answer such an inappropriate question at first, thinking her friend was joking. Smiling, she turned to Tina, but Tina was quite serious. "-Oh--you're not kidding--uh...I'm not up on its modern-day powers, or how it was last used before the Peerlesses got hold of it..." Again, she glanced to Tina, who still awaited an answer. "uh...Predicting the weather and the outcome of sporting events is... well...a bit more complicated," she added, hoping to get out of the topic.
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