Apr 18, 2006 15:09
The telecomm is ringing.
Don't they know Trillian is out?
Four rings later, apparently they don't.
"Your turn," says a very small scientist -- Frankie-mouse, actually, who is in the middle of calculating.
"It is not," replies Benjy-mouse.
"The communicator does not answer itself."
"You can answer it."
"I am working."
"Well," counters Benjy-mouse, "I am attempting to sleep."
The phone keeps ringing.
And if mice can sigh, they do. Eventually, Benjy-mouse gets off the makeup box sponge he was using as a pillow and hops into a small cup, bites at the thread until it shoots him up toward the comm, and pushes the two-way call button.
"The professor is not in at present. Would you like to leave a message?"
Yes, even without Trillian, things do manage to go at least slightly smoothly.