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[opfern]

[ Voice Transmission Start ]

[sound of a door creaking, followed by footsteps]

Franca? ...Franca?

[a pause]

Not here. Is she at work? Or did she go home? Judging by the dust...

[a light cough, then another pause]

Hm? What's--

[ Voice Transmission End ]

Well that was strange. It looks like my apartment was wired, like something out of

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[glock30]

You.

[opfern]

Me?

[glock30]

Where the hell have you been?

[opfern]

I don't know! I thought I was asleep. What day is it?

[glock30]

Sunday, April 20th, if my calendar's right.

[opfern]

Oh. ...Oh.

[glock30]

Yeah. Oh.

ROFL the women of the City have him whipped, whut?

[opfern]

You're such a busy woman, Faye, I'm sure you hardly even noticed my absence!

you can never, ever escape them, Alfons

[glock30]

There was no one around to clean my apartment. Of course I noticed.

Even death is no escape! WRY

[opfern]

I'm not your maid!

BECAUSE LIFE IS CRUEL.

[glock30]

Obviously. It's not like I pay you.

[opfern]

Well I'm not your slave, either!

[glock30]

I didn't say that.

[opfern]

Of course you didn't.

Have you stayed out of trouble?

[glock30]

What are you, my mother?

[opfern]

No! I was just checking.