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[beenwaitinglong]

[Godot is flipping through the last few pages of his NV feed as he holds a cup of coffee, relaxing on his couch in casual clothes. For him, anyway, which means he's still in a button-up shirt with his jeans. At last he shakes his head, setting the NV on the coffee table to film him.Ha...! The bitter stench of fanaticism

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[voice] spam spam spam

[axemeaquestion]

There's a toaster face with coffee metaphors I haven't seen a while.

Your train of thought scares me, by the way.

[voice]

[beenwaitinglong]

And there's a young lady I haven't seen in a while either. Welcome back to the mortal coil.

Ha...! How so?

[voice]

[axemeaquestion]

Thanks. I'm almost afraid to BE back, though.

Oh, I dunno. Just makes me wonder if you ever announced your taco cravings in the middle of a murder investigation.

[voice]

[beenwaitinglong]

Well now, life is kind of a scary thing.

I haven't, but you can't blame me for the craving. I'm from L.A.. The Mexican food around here is an insult to both Mexicans and food.

[voice]

[axemeaquestion]

That's--not the type of lecture I probably need.

[pft.] Godot, we're in Canada. What did you expect?

[voice]

[beenwaitinglong]

Sorry. I will refrain.

I expected something edible that didn't insult my culture, that's what.

[voice]

[axemeaquestion]

You're fine. I just mean, you learn the basics of life's ups and downs when you're a kid. But they don't mention jumping out and back in your mortal coil, there.

I just expected more Tim Horton's.

[voice]

[beenwaitinglong]

No. Coming back from the dead is certainly difficult to wrap your head around, believe me.

They've got pretty decent coffee, really.

[voice] I love the differences between these parts of the conversation

[axemeaquestion]

That's right--you did that too, didn't you? [pause.] I think I'm still trying to wrap my head around it. And find out what my emotions are towards who did it. Besides "angry yet hesitant to be angry".

I went to one of those about a month ago, actually.

[voice]

[beenwaitinglong]

I'm going to be prosecuting the case, incidentally.

Decent coffee is one thing. Decent tacos are quite another.

[voice]

[axemeaquestion]

... shit. You are?

Maybe you can find someone from LA around here?

[voice]

[beenwaitinglong]

A taco chef, with any luck.

And yes, I am. It just crossed my desk on Thursday.

[voice]

[axemeaquestion]

Do you really think he's got a psychotic other personality?

[her tone is actually, suddenly somber.]

I don't know how the laws work where you come from, Mr. Godot, but practically saying your evil twin did it doesn't hold much merit where I'm from.

Re: [voice]

[beenwaitinglong]

Strictly speaking, I don't think anything about him. The facts will speak for themselves, and it's my job to state those facts to prove him guilty.

[Siiiip.]

He can say what he likes. The truth will be the voice that matters.

[voice]

[axemeaquestion]

And less strictly speaking?

[hm.] Well, shit. If I got no argument with the guy who's going to put him away, maybe I'm already decided.

[and one more pause.]

... Sorry. I'm mostly--talking to myself. Promise I normally don't dump my issues on everybody.

[voice]

[beenwaitinglong]

Let's just say I remain skeptical.

In any case, I doubt he'll escape a sentence. It'd take a miracle for him to be acquitted, and Wright won't try to get him off scot-free with the evidence as it stands. [Because Wright is an insufferable goody-two-shoes who's obsessed with the truth.]

Amiga, you're the victim and I'm the prosecuting attorney. Of all people, you're allowed to dump your issues on me.