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[command_dot_com]

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

[command_dot_com]

"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."

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

[command_dot_com]

"...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."

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

[command_dot_com]

"...YES."

[mendanddefend_archive]

...well. That settles that.