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[RECORDING STARTS]
ZANZIBAR: It is officially Day 1 of the expedition. The weather is as follows: soaking wet and miserable. My fur is stuck to me, my ears are sagging, and there is water dripping into my eyes. In short, this does not portend well for the success of our mission.
ZANZIBAR: However, I cannot lose hope. They are counting on me.
???: Zan, I found it! Let’s go home and maybe Mum will even make us hot drinks if we’re lucky!
ZANZIBAR: Cassie! I was recording! You’ve ruined the mood. Anyways, despite the rain’s best efforts, we are victorious! It is now time to return with our haul.
CASSIE (?): We’re gathering rocks.
ZANZIBAR: I’m practicing so I can be a researcher one day! Mum says you shouldn’t crush other beavers’ dreams.
CASSIE (?): You’ll have more time to prac-
[SHRIEKING]
[RECORDING ENDS]