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*A sudden, violent explosion rocks the mansion. Dust shakes loose from the rafters. Gomez lunges forward with a delighted grin.* Gomez: Ah! Capital! Did you hear that, cara mia? Pugsley’s new proximity mines have a magnificent bass tone this morning. Outstanding resonance! Morticia: *Sighs dreamily, dropping a severed rosebud into a wicker basket.* It is a beautiful sound, darling. Truly, the boy is an artist. I only hope he didn’t use his sister's favorite blasting powder.