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-be-beep-

"Nuh, whzzt?"

-be-beep-

"...whzzat. ...not the office." Dot sat up in bed reaching for her PDA next to the bed, and peering at the screen after she enlarged it. Then blinked a couple of times at who was calling.

-be-beep-

"...Private commlink," She stifled a yawn, to get herself awake to respond in a calm if groggy voice to the video link. "Open. Enzo, what happened?"

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"Urgh, chances are good he already knows. Enzo," Dot sighes putting fingers to her head again. There wasn't enough Java to deal with this right now. "Enzo, how many political courses are you taking?"

"None right now," Enzo replies, warily and wearily. "Sis, can you please wait on punishing me 'til Turbo's finished?"

He has no doubt that he's in for it no matter what.

"Your punishment is going to wait until I see what Turbo does to you, Enzo." Dot answers in an extremely patient voice. "Tomorrow, I want you to ask Tone what courses she'd recommend for learning about Political Diplomacy, as a preventative measure."

"...oh. Sure."

Though he is still inclined to glower and sulk over 'preventative measure'.

"Though if you wanted to have that punishment right now I suppose I could start early on the lecture on why you're getting those courses next semester."

...She could be teasing, or just joking.

"No thanks," says Enzo dryly, giving her a mild stink-eye (only about a Level 2). "I'm already keeping you awake."

Like she's going to be able to go back to sleep after this little piece of news.

"And you could get in trouble for being out of your room without a pass. Anything else to report?"

Well, I finally saw Dani today for the first time since the upgrade...

"No, not really."

"Alright...your punishment WILL be coming though, count on it."

"Swell."

With that, Dot closes the encoded commlink, but doesn't re-size the PDA to put it back on the sidetable. With sigh, she's going to get up out of the bed, stretch and stand.

"This is just prime..."

Bob watches from his spot on the bed. "So. Now what?"

"...well. I'm not going to be getting any sleep tonight," Dot replies, putting her icon back on and tapping to some civilized clothes. "For obvious reasons."

"Right now, I think I'd better go abuse the time-stop at Milliways to start remaking the plan."

"Want me to come with?"

"Mhm, someone has to stay and watch Mairi. I don't want to bring her in there if I can help it." There's a pause again as something just lights up in the memory files. And then she facepalms. "SPAM. Megabyte, I'm going to have to explain MEGABYTE to Turbo. Ugh."

"You don't have to do it by yourself," Bob points out.

"I don't want you to have to tell Turbo this..." Dot replies, sitting back on the bed again. "I'll leave a copy of my plan for you to go over, see if there's anything you'd want to add to it."

"I was the one who found Milliways first. If anyone should be breaking the news, it should be me."

"...I know." Dot sighes, again. "Honestly, I really think that Turbo will try something sneaky with the talk."

"I really think he's going to try calling me at the office to demand an explanation."

"And do you really want to have that conversation over a VidWindow?"

"...YES."

...well. That settles that.

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