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[Chris sees a machine that changed regular people into chinese and chinese people back to their regular self]

Cult Woman:
Hello, Chris. What's the matter? Don't you recognize me?

Chris Monsanto:
I don't -- I don't know did bone or something?

Cult Woman:
Perhaps this will remind you.

[as the cult woman steps into the machine, she turns to the same chinese manager that Chris met minutes ago]

Chinese Restaurant Manager:
Is there a problem with the service?

Chris Monsanto:
Hold on. I'm sorry. Are you people Chinese or what?

Sebastian:
The question itself is flawed, Chris.

Chris Monsanto:
Okay, w-what are you babbling about, snowcap?

Sebastian:
Perhaps I explain. Me Sebastian. Me emperor of this land. Chinese people as you know them do not exist. What you see up there on the surface is just our disguise. Down here, we look regular.

Chris Monsanto:
So what you're saying is --

Sebastian:
Yes, Chris. We Chinese -- We play joke.

Chris Monsanto:
I knew it, I knew it, I knew it. Wow.