[It's as black as, well, the inside of Jim's pocket. There's rustling noises; he's walking somewhere. Apparently, you can butt-dial PCDs. Jim never knew.
He pulls the PCD out of his pocket, and there's a blur of street before it focuses on his face. ]
How long has this thing been on?
[He sighs. This always happened with his PADD, too. Button mashing
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