(Setting: A bustling taco place, salsa stains threatening the paper placemat. CrypDikk is mid-bite into a carne asada taco, phone in his other hand, fingers flying across the screen. Grimr and Glimr's voices echo in his mind.)
Glimr: "Nintendo at $21.04! We're practically printing money! But why...
(CrypDikk is on a swing, looking slightly windswept. Grimr, with a focused expression, pushes steadily from behind. Glimr, beaming, gives energetic pushes from the front, occasionally causing the swing to lurch.)
Glimr: "Whee! Up we go, CrypDikk! See? The market's bouncing back! Green shoots eve...
(CrypDikk's digital trading floor, now looking more like a war room with flashing red alerts and complex charts. Grimr looks particularly grim, his glow barely visible. Glimr, though still trying to be optimistic, is struggling to maintain his usual radiance.)
Grimr: "Down, down, down. Like a st...
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