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[shoppingmaster]

As of six pm last night, which happened to be a Friday, Dom's office was locally declared as a disaster area. From one corner of the room to the other, there were piles and piles of disconnected telephones, each the same make and model as the other. They only differed in their wear and tear. Phones were piled on the desk, on the table, the

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[doc_w]

Clair walked in and stopped.

She tried so very very hard to find something witty to say about this. Something. Anything. All that came out, however, was ...

"What's with all the phones?"

[shoppingmaster]

Dom awoke with a start. Several telephones hit the floor.

"Yes, I'm here. Just... taking a nap."

[doc_w]

W arched a brow at him.

"There something I should know about this? Some sort of bizarre telephone fetish? You've gone and collected every last one of our outmoded phones." She picked up a few of them from the floor, trying to find someplace to put them. "I'll schedult you a CAT scan as soon as I can."

[shoppingmaster]

Dom rubbed his face, trying to wake up. "No, I got the phone for Ali."

[doc_w]

W was clearly having fun with this, eyeing one of the phones. "I knew he collected things, but this is ridiculous."

[shoppingmaster]

"Gah! I can't wake up. No, the phones are for... well, one phone is for Ali, the rest are... the idiots must have misheard me, I said one floor not all the floors."

He facepalmed.

[doc_w]

"Yikes." She cleared more phones off the couch and sat next to him. "Find the first one that works and get rid of the rest?" Again, she eyed the phone in her hand.

[shoppingmaster]

"Yeah. I just hope I don't overload him."

Sigh.

[doc_w]

Clair smiled. "I'm proud of you," she said, dropping the phone in his lap. "You're moving beyond this antagonism you had toward him and are trying to do something for him."

[shoppingmaster]

Dom looked at her as if she'd developed a third eye.

"This is for Z. It won't help if Alistair overloads himself on the first three phones. But... erm."

He looked at the floor and turned a shade or three of red.

[doc_w]

She sat back and watched him with an expression that clearly said, ... go on.

[shoppingmaster]

"Well, there's not really anything else. We have to find Auri's phone in this mess. It would have been easier if it had been..."

Dom stopped, staring at her.

"You're really beautiful, you know that?"

[doc_w]

She looked at him sidelong and smiled a wry smile. "You're trying to change the subject."

[shoppingmaster]

"Not really... you just caught my eye. That's all."

[doc_w]

"Dom... what's going on?" she asked, sitting forward and looking at him a little more intently.

[shoppingmaster]

"Seriously? Nothing. Except that I've been showered in useless phones."

Another sigh, head in hands again.