Alice runs a hand along the wall, relishing the feel of the wallpaper under her hand. It's been so long, so very long, since she could feel anything but the cold, hungry, glass of the mirror. A century and more of being unable to smell, or taste or touch. Catching only what fragments of other people's lives passed close to that thrice damned
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Nothing wrong here, Artie. She's just amused at your worrying ways and doesn't want to kill you in a bloody and violent manner, really!
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"Uh, okay, yeah," he says with a slightly strained chuckle of his own. "Oh, I got some bad news--Leena tells me that your ferret escaped, and she's been trying to call for it but she doesn't know its name. I don't even know if you finally did name that thing, did you?"
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"No," she decides, gambling a bit. "No, no, actually, I, I never did. Just put some food out, and it will come back," she replies, frustrated. "I got to go." She closes the Farnsworth.
She looks at the man tied up in the chair with a gaze like a cat intent upon a mouse. "Now, where were we?"
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"Myka did name the ferret," says Leena smugly as Artie closes the Farnsworth's case. "She just isn't telling Pete the name."
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It's not really QUESTION OF THE DAY territory, but Claudia wants to know anyway.
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It's more than a little appropriate, coming from Myka.
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