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There's a tired looking Game sprite seated in a booth. On the table in front of her is a stack of README files and a half-finished mug of Java. She's staring blearily at a README in her hand whilst propping up her head with the other and looks to be in serious danger of dozing off.

Some conversation might help.

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"You look like I did the other day," Jamie remarks.

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AndrAIa glances up from the README.

"Hmmm? Oh, hi, Jamie."

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"Need someone to fetch you food or drink?"

If Jamie is going to expect help from others during such times of exhaustion, he figures he might as well pay it forward.

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The Game sprite looks piteously at her empty mug of Java.

"Could you?"

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Jamie laughs. "All right - what do you want me to get you, anything specifically?"

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"Another mug of Java...and a binary burger with some paradoxes."

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Jamie's face clearly says, If you say so, but he wanders over to get the requested items anyways, returning a few minutes later with a full tray.

"Hope this is what you were looking for, I can't tell the paradoxes from anything else fried."

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"You got it right, thank you, Jamie."

She pushes aside the README files and pulls the binary burger and fries towards herself and happily digs into the burger. Said burger begins to disappear at an almost alarming rate, and once it's completely vanished, her attention turns back to Jamie.

"So you've been keeping out of too much trouble, I hope?"

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"Of course," Jamie says, with his best, 'who me? Wouldn't even dream of getting in trouble, never even associated in the same paragraph, me and trouble" face.

"Not too much trouble you can get into on Creema di Leema anyways, now we're used to the place. You?"

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"At the moment, I'm helping Dot by running Mainframe while she and her husband are on their honeymoon."

She motions towards the small pile of README files.

"It's not all it's cracked up to be."

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"Administrative work?"

Jamie snorts. "Makes me pleased I'm never qualified for that sort of thing."

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Qualifications? What qualifications? AndrAIa's just a fast learner.

The Game sprite smiles, nodding her head.

"Count yourself lucky."

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Most people won't hire a thirteen-year-old without them, though!

"It sort of makes you wish you only had to be a pantomime horse, doesn't it," Jamie says, laughing. "Good living, and no paperwork."

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AndrAIa smirks, arching an eyebrow.

"Oh, I can be plenty of other things as well."

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Jamie's eyebrows express curiosity and a desire for elaboration!

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So much for subtle innuendo.

"Well, while Matrix and I were still living in the Games, he and I had to do lots of odd jobs to get by."