[It's over, Gilbert Nightray. She's finally kicked the bucket. Met her maker. Bit the dust (dust tastes weird, she'd prefer a burger). Bought the farm (maybe she could make her own burgers now?) Gone to the big Steel Samurai convention in the sky.]
[.... Of course, miracles are known to happen. Perhaps if you specified just how many burgers you'd buy for her....]
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[.... Of course, miracles are known to happen. Perhaps if you specified just how many burgers you'd buy for her....]