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"Hi!" beams the leader. "We represent the Church of Scientology, and we'd like to extend to you the opportunity of a lifetime! But first, would you care to take a stress test to see if you need Scientology?"

One of the guys in the back of the SUV chuckles at this. "Quiet, you," their spokesman barks, his smile slipping only for a second.

"Sure!" chirps Sara. "Sounds fun!"

The woman in the passenger seat is smiling and nodding at nothing much. Two of the guys in the backseat look a little TOO alert and hyper, jittering up in down in place. The third one simply stares off into space, a blank look on his face. "Are you sure that you really want to do this?" says Jasper. "I think I heard something about these--"

The leader cuts him off in midsentence. "Perhaps you'd like to take the test back at our headquarters, where we can--"

She's sitting in the back seat before he can finish. "Let's GO GO GO!" she exclaims. "Jasper, you coming?" she says.

He stands there, staring at her. He finally shrugs. "In for a penny," he mutters as he climbs in beside her.

1. Cut to the center. What happens during the test?
2. Several Anonymous--Anonymii?--attack the SUV. Sara and Jasper are freed,
3. Every author is sued by the CoS for mentioning the church's name and for generally being dinks.
4. Months later, Sara and Jasper are both scientologists. Let the hijinks ensue.
5. The Psychlos invade. Much pointless hysteria ensues.

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