[Have a vision of Morgan casually reclining at her desk, closing the file in her hand and laying it on the surface in front of her with a nonchalant toss. A brightly colored scarlet Macaw is perched on the back of her chair, preening at his feathers but quiet.]
That's more like it, Admiral! I was hoping you'd put me back to work quickly.
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