[Accidental Voice Post]

[phd_query]

Ohhhh... blimey!

Never gonna give you up, never gonna let you down, 'cause I'm just a poor boy nobody loves me! And I can't decide whether you should live or die, but who wa-a-a-a-a-an-t-s to l-i-i-i-i-v-e-e-e fore-eeveerrrrr? There's a starman waiting in the sky! He'd like to come and meet us, but he thinks he'd blow our minds!

[The singing

Comments

[finitevus]

Wonderful, Doctor.

[phd_query]

Why, thank you!

[finitevus]

Indeed.

[phd_query]

Absolutely! I love singing!

[Vocal Transmission]

[veryusefulbook]

[You hear an incredible amount of laughter over the line and then Helena trying to elegantly grasp for breath]

"Doctor I haven't laughed so hard since the last time I was juggling with Valentine and he dropped a flaming baton on his pants and went running about, pants on fire, and then into the pool where my mother was just about to jump through a hoop and fell landing on top of him!"

[Laughing continues and then quickly fades].

[Vocal Transmission]

[phd_query]

... Sounds like a right circus, Helena!

Oh, I'm glad the singing's over. No one seems to like it. Not mine, at least.