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Flippy looked at his watch. 11:40 pm. It's almost time. Suddenly his throat felt dry and he decided to go drink a glass of water. A raspy voice was the last thing he needed while giving his speech. His last speech in Toontown. A cold shiver ran down the blue dog's spine. When he turned around to leave his office and go to the kitchen, he saw Lil Oldman leaning against the wall, arms crossed. The old rabbit gave him a look of commiseration. "It's really giving you a hard time, isn't it." That had not been a question, and Flippy knew it. It would have been ridiculous to ask something like this. Oldman knew what he felt; it was obvious.