(no subject)
[Voice, almost accidental, oops]
Right here Graham Aker, when you walk by. Too easy, really ha ha, no no no, that's not right, heheheh, no no, hoho.
[metallic scraping, sharpening the edge. The distinct sounds of the clock tower chime in the background.] Seven minutes, thirty eight seconds.
[The transmission tapers off to B singing 'Happy Birthday' under his breath until it ends.]
[OOC: Just to clarifiy, this is meant to draw Lena out. There is no actual Graham ambushing. B's being tricky lol.]