[visual] OR [location: the Railway Arms]
Chris, not being much of a liar, is blissfully unaware of today's glitch and is likely to remain so unless someone points it out to him. Currently he's seated at the bar in the Railway Arms with a pint of mild, and fiddling with the tablet. After a bit of struggling to understand and a lot of luck he's managed to work out all the settings.
He prefers voice for the most part. The idea of a phone this fancy is still very alien to him, but it's something he thinks he can get used to. And he's never liked drinking alone, so he's decided to set up his tablet to visual.
It's a bit like having a television in a pub, really. A tele you can talk to people on. Which might even be more fun that watching the horse races
Chris frowns, leaning forward to tap the screen. Just in case it's not working. "'lo?" There's a slight pauses, and then he leans forward to tap again and mutter. "...Is this even working right?"
He prefers voice for the most part. The idea of a phone this fancy is still very alien to him, but it's something he thinks he can get used to. And he's never liked drinking alone, so he's decided to set up his tablet to visual.
It's a bit like having a television in a pub, really. A tele you can talk to people on. Which might even be more fun that watching the horse races
Chris frowns, leaning forward to tap the screen. Just in case it's not working. "'lo?" There's a slight pauses, and then he leans forward to tap again and mutter. "...Is this even working right?"