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"Come on, don't you have an opinion?" I pushed.
"I don't know, I could go either way on it. I'd need to listen to it a lot more." Was her new, sophisticated hair the cause of this aggravating diplomacy?
"Come on, just say something more about them. What do you think of them so far?" I begged.
She looked thoughtful for a moment. "They could be really annoying, or they could be enjoyable," she said finally.
And there you have it. Or maybe you don't.
So, dear readers, that's what happened. You were this close to an actual story, and then it all crumbled. But what became of the Siren Six!? Maybe I was dialing the wrong number (that was mysteriously leading to the right voice mail). Maybe they got sick, or went out of town, or joined a cult. Maybe they contracted rabies. Maybe they flushed themselves down a toilet. The point is: it's not ours to know.