(Would you like to be Sallah?)

Cheyenne walked up to Sallah and gave him a friendly hug.

Indy patted him on the back. "Its been long, whats going on?"

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"Wonderful to see you again, Indy!" said Sallah. "And Miss Cheyenne...and - Miss Mariana, you are so big now!"

Mariana rolled her eyes and shook his hand. Thruth be told, she had been thirteen the last time she had seen her, so yes, she had grown.

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Cheyenne smiled. "Nice to see you."

Indy took him to the side, "Were here about the ring of fire."

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"Oh, yes...the ring of fire," said Sallah. "Come with me." He led them to his house.

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Cheyenne went to his house. "Nice hose, very cosy."


Indy sat down at the table with Sallah. "Do you know anything or anybody thats trying to get to this."

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[Sorry 'bout that, guys...writer's block...]

Sallah sat down across from Indy. "There are whispers...some say it's a millionare from Germany, some say it's a mad curator from a museum in Egypt."

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"But nothing for shure?" Indy asked.

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"Not any pure, solid fact. But," he leaned closer in, "There is a man who they say is obsessed with finding extremely rare artifacts. Mad. He'll do anything."

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"We better get their first." Indy said. "Tomarrow moring, we heading out."

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