[The feed clicks on, and Roxanne shows up, looking particularly tense. She’s definitely not smiling.]
You know, you’d think I’d be pretty used to weird things happening to me - being kidnapped on a weekly basis and having an odd assortment of pointed, sharp objects shoved in your face - and being threatened with the occasional flamethrower, ray gun
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[He's clutching the phone a little tighter than necessary. You can practically feel the indignation, even if you can't see him.]
Where's the lights? The explosions? It is not classy in the least. As a matter of fact, Miss Ritchi, putting you in a morj is very poor taste and I do not have poor taste.
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Oh no. Not you -- anyone but you.
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I'm insulted.
[And boy does he sound it. He's waiting for an apology, Roxie.]
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Oh, I'm sorry, did I hurt your feelings?
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Yes. This is a far cry from fireworks on my balcony.
And who might our captor be, exactly?
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I thought as much.
So, after waking up in this...extremely cheerful environment - where's the best place to go first? I'd like some clothing.
And maybe a little more information about where I'm supposed to sleep, because I'd really rather not be hanging with dead bodies in a morgue.
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