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    6 hours ago

    The inquisitor sighs in exasperation.

    “It’s been 36 hours. You’ve each had one granola bar and a bottle of Pepsi since you got here. At some point, one of you has to prove you’re real.”

    Left Starman says “I invoke the 5th.”

    Right Starman says “I want a lawyer.”

    "You’re not under arrest! We’re just trying to figure out which one of you is real. You gotta give us something.

    Both Starmen simultaneously state “I don’t talk to police.”

    The interrogation continues for a further 17 hours before Left Starman gives in. “My cat’s name is Iris, you can call my roommates and verify it.”

    “You dumb son of a bitch,” Right Starman says, “that’s just what I tell people online.”

    BLAM