Audio Diary 2: Word on the Street
Can't be the perfect time for settling, but is it ever? Looks like this whole town's jumpy down each other's throats over The Valentine Killer...that's what they'd be calling it 'cross the evening headlines, if this place had a printing press. I'll be sticking close to Eleanor, thank you kindly. No way I'm losing her again so soon.
A strange bunch of people we are, aren't we? I haven't said my proper hellos. I'm Grace Holloway, come up from Rapture. Used to sing the Blues down there...don't look like this world is much shorter on material.
Hope I'm not troubling any of the neighbors, taking up a spare room at the Lux....or tuning the piano you've got downstairs. Could have a fine sound, with a little tender care. Pass me a wrench, Ellie-
A strange bunch of people we are, aren't we? I haven't said my proper hellos. I'm Grace Holloway, come up from Rapture. Used to sing the Blues down there...don't look like this world is much shorter on material.
Hope I'm not troubling any of the neighbors, taking up a spare room at the Lux....or tuning the piano you've got downstairs. Could have a fine sound, with a little tender care. Pass me a wrench, Ellie-