In this task, you will be presented with a context passage, a question about that paragraph, and a possible answer to that question. The task is to check the validity of the answer. Answer with "Yes" or "No".

Q: What if you could drain all of Earths oceans? What would it look like? You might be really surprised. You see that the surface has two main features. It has continents and ocean basins. Continents are large land areas. These are the areas that are mostly above sea level. Ocean basins extend from the edges of continents. They include the ocean floor and Earths deep ocean trenches. You will also notice the ocean floor is not flat. It too has many Continents are much older than ocean basins. Some rocks on the continents are billions of years old. Ocean basins may only be millions of years old. Because the continents are so old, a lot has happened to them! As we view the land around us, we see landforms. Landforms are physical features on Earths surface. These features change over time, but how? There are actually two types of forces at work. <sep>What are two elements of ocean basins?<sep>Basins and continents

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Q: The film focuses on various guests staying at New York City's famed Waldorf-Astoria Hotel . Among them are lonely screen star Irene Malvern , in town with her maid Anna for a childhood friend's wedding and the premiere of her latest movie ; war correspondent Chip Collyer , mistaken for a jewel thief by Irene but playing along to catch her attention ; flyer Capt. James Hollis , wounded in World War II and facing perilous surgery in three days ; wealthy shyster Martin X. Edley , who is trying to sign the Bey of Aribajan to a shady oil deal ; Oliver Webson , a cub reporter for Collier's Weekly hoping to expose Edley ; and bride-to-be Cynthia Drew , whose upcoming wedding is endangered by her belief her fianc Bob is in love with Irene Malvern . Also on the scene are Bunny Smith , the hotel's stenographer/notary public , who hopes to escape her low income roots by marrying Edley , and reporter Randy Morton , who loiters in the lobby hoping to stumble upon a scoop for his newspaper . In the opening scene , Randy Morton describes a typical Friday afternoon at the Waldorf . A newlywed couple discover there are no rooms available , and are given use of an apartment by a Mr. Jesup , who is going away for the weekend . Edley finds Jesup in the lobby and tries to involve him in a deal with the Bey of Aribajan , a wealthy oil shiek . Jesup refuses , but Edley knows that Jesup will be gone all weekend and has until Monday morning to get the Bey to sign a contract based on Jesup's presumed involvement . <sep>Which two women are hoping to be married someday?<sep>Bunny Smith

A: Yes
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Q: Allan crouched over his desk once more, pen in hand and mind blank. He contemplated a story, an outline he had laboriously constructed some time ago. He had filled his pen and raised it, the nib descending towards the paper, before the sound came: the gentle, persistent tapping of the gnarled, primeval willow touching the window with long, insistent fingers. His eyes awoke with a passionate, determined flame, though the only light came from the glutted moon. Allan filled page after page, the words escaping from his mind onto the paper. Where before they had marched in regiments, practiced in ranks and followed their leaders' commands, the words now escaped in their true forms, unhindered by any stricture. He continued long into the night, until the eldritch orb had sunk into the waiting hands of the willow, raised perpetually skyward. Arthur looked up from the results of a night's frenzied labors and looked Allan in the eye. "What is this?" he queried, indicating the pages he held in his left hand. "I decided that… since I wasn't having much success with more – traditional – stories, I might see what sort of work I produced if I let my imagination go freely," Allan replied, somewhat less self-assured than he had been the previous night. "What in G-d's name could have possessed you to do such a thing," cried Arthur, nearly raising his voice. "After all I said the day before, why have you abandoned centuries of literary progress for some self-indulgent fantasy?" He shook the papers at Allan, raising them like a belt above the head of a disobedient son. "This is nothing but a glorified Grimm's tale, a miscarried child of Stoker, a creation less fit to be published than to be told around an open fire at the hovel of some peasant!" He spoke the last word with such heavy intonation that Allan shrank back before the physical wave of sound emanating from Arthur's throat. "Do you hate the modern system of literature? Do you personally despise the works the Enlightenment or the progress made since Shakespeare?" For a moment, Allan could hardly do more than shake his head. "No, of course not… I– " "Then why," Arthur barreled on, "do you disregard them all and return to this superstitious babble, this morbid, paganistic drivel? <sep>What was Allan writing on at his desk?<sep>In an old book

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