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Herc's performance was as impressive as it always was but today there was a sense of distraction to him.
"What's wrong, kid?" Phil asked, as Hercules finished his hundredth lap. It was a personal best, but Herc didn't seem to notice.
"Aw, well, there's this festival in town, and it starts just before sunset. I was wondering... I mean, I wanted to see the ceremony..."
Phil frowned disapprovingly. "A hero can't slack. He's gotta be hard-working," he said. But then he broke into a grin. "And you've been working hard this week. Take the rest of the day off, kid."