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By Ava Tramer
Mostly sunny with some showers
Highs: 62-70; Lows: 45-53
Highs: 62-72; Lows: 37-40
Highs: 62-72; Lows: 37-45
And Santa Monica…
Commericials fade out. Focus on announcer:
“Welcome back, I’m Rob Coastos. We return now to the ultimate test of ability, and with only three players left in this final round, it’s sure to be exciting. And here’s the starting bell! The sun races across Wilshire, clouds following closely behind, and rain falling into third. But now clouds are taking the lead as they head over San Vicente, but wait! The rain is dashing into first. Clouds and rain are neck and neck, and now, wow, the sun is pulling into first as they head towards the pier and it’s going to be….THE SUN crossing the finish line with the gold! Ladies and gentlemen, what a race that was! We’ll be back after these messages.”
Screen goes to black.
Rob’s audio still on: “Jeez, Bert, can you get any more predictable than that? I’m sick of the favorites always winning the race. I can’t keep trying to act like there’s any suspense about this any more… what? I can’t hear you. What? Oooooh…” We hear the rumpled sound of a microphone being fiddled with.