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It is 7.38 in the evening. Guppy is getting ready to eat. He has the boiling water on, and goes to the fridge to get an egg. Opening it, he finds Milliways, a perfect excuse not to eat his own cooking. He thinks for a moment, then takes an egg out of the door, holding it open with a piece of cheese, and pops it into the pan. He can have it cold for lunch tomorrow. He picks up his newspaper and a textbook, although he doesn’t really feel up to studying, and goes into the bar.