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Joyce Easton: Dave? Dave, honey, it's Joyce. I... I don't know if you'll ever get this. But I wanted to make sure there was something here, if you came looking, if you made it. God, where to start? It's... it's about two-thirty in the morning. New Year's. 2079. I've been here for the past year, since the war. Me, a couple of the staff, about a hundred guests. And the robots. Never thought I'd be grateful for the robots. We made out all right. Even made me manager. Can you believe it? But... we have to go. Paula and I, we're leaving for Charleston in the morning. I've missed you and the girls. Missed you so, so much. Take care of them for me, all right? All my love. Always.