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[cowboy_newsie]

[Good afternoon, Siren's Port. Having a restful day, are we? Good, good.

On your NVs, the face of one Sirius Black appears. Yes, Sirius. He's grinning widely, face flushed, and one hand constantly keeps playing with his hair-- pushing it away from his face, tugging at it, et cetera. It's a slight annoyance, but it doesn't detract from his general

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[voice]

[mentis_reae]

What are you even going on about, Black?

[voice]

[cowboy_newsie]

Did you read the news this morning?

[voice]

[mentis_reae]

I did.

[voice]

[cowboy_newsie]

So you read about the chocoholics.

[voice]

[mentis_reae]

Indeed. Are you saying that you attempted to sabotage that meeting?

[voice]

[cowboy_newsie]

No, I'm sayin' I succeeded.

[voice]

[mentis_reae]

[His eyes narrow slightly. He taps his finger.]

Is that what you're saying.

[voice]

[cowboy_newsie]

[A slight pause--!]

No, it's what I'm sayin'. I rather like dropping my G's, Edgeworth, it's what they do all the time in New York, I'm told.

[voice]

[mentis_reae]

You're sounding odd today, Black.

[voice]

[atrumcanis]

He's drunk.

[voice]

[mentis_reae]

[An immediate scowl.]

It is mid-afternoon.

[voice]

[atrumcanis]

Are you surprised?

[voice]

[mentis_reae]

I am.

[voice]

[atrumcanis]

Oh, c'mon, don't be surprised! This is in character for the idiot.

[voice]

[cowboy_newsie]

What Jack said.

[voice]

[mentis_reae]

And I emphasize my statement.