[ In Sam's experience, twisted people tend to cover it up until it's time to pull the mask off for their villain monologue. She doesn't know if it's refreshing or alarming when the guy she is chained to comes right out and admits it. She isn't in the habit of trusting strangers regardless, but at least now her caution is justified and not just a product of her paranoia.
They key is "somewhere in the town." That's it, their only clue, a needle in a town-sized haystack. Sam has doubts about their ability to locate it, especially given her partner's state of insobriety, but she resigns herself to trying with a sigh. It's better than finding out exactly what he meant when he said he's "a little twisted." ]
I'm Sam. [ She starts moving toward the feast. Maybe they'll get lucky and find the key sitting under a roast. ] What gave me away?
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They key is "somewhere in the town." That's it, their only clue, a needle in a town-sized haystack. Sam has doubts about their ability to locate it, especially given her partner's state of insobriety, but she resigns herself to trying with a sigh. It's better than finding out exactly what he meant when he said he's "a little twisted." ]
I'm Sam. [ She starts moving toward the feast. Maybe they'll get lucky and find the key sitting under a roast. ] What gave me away?