[The feed begins accidentally, bumped by the snuffling wet nose of the usual culprit combing Harry's floor for stray food. Harry's feet are in the frame, one of them swinging in time to a nice baritone rendition of Auld Lang Syne.
Harry pauses at the end of the song, getting up to walk a little tipsily over to the door, and peer out into the suite]
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[Because he's sure ought to recognise someone who's been here more than a few months...]
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[He bites his lip a bit, looking hard at the screen]
Could you... could you say "lenalee" in a distressed voice? I think....
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Wait, why did you ask how long I've been here? Is this the experiment for the week, what the hell is going on?
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... That's Harry Dresden's dog, but I don't recognise you. If this is the experiment it's going to be a bit of a headache.
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