Charles: Thanks for all your notes, mate. They really saved your afterlife!
Edwin: More than once, it seems, thanks to you.
Charles: Listen, Edwin, I didn't mean to snoop, but what were all those tallymarks in the cover of your notebook? Times you bested me at boardgames?
Edwin, in a cold sweat, remembering every death he kept track of in Hell as he scrambled with his notes to remember where the last version of himself had left off: Ah. Yes, that was it, Charles.
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