[The PCD flicks on in order to catch three people in the middle of a discussion, all of whom sound just slightly three sheets to the wind.]
-- I'm sure if one of us screams bloody murder, he'll come running.
[There's some muffled conversation as something shuffles.] --- no screaming. We can go find him doll. We'll make him play with us.
I don't care how! [A young girl's huff, followed by another protest. Whatever she says after that is interrupted by more shuffling - the sound of someone picking up the PCD.]
Hai, hai. I have a better idea.
[And the video feed flicks on. Tyki's grinning.]
[Video]
Oi. Walker. There's a party, and you're invited.
[[Tyki, Horst, Rhode. The log is
here, for the curious.]]