no, seriously, fuck those guys

[deconnate]

[The video opens on a girl, high-school age, sitting at a desk. She's looking down into the camera, almost as if to make herself look taller, or perhaps simply because this is the only position she could angle it without the communicator falling over mid-broadcast. She's no one you'd recognize, and neither is the communicator number. (Alas, it is

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voice;

[enigmaestro]

Oh. I like you. I daresay our sentiments follow.

[enigmaestro]

[-- Pause.]

Oh. You don't need my help, there. You've been watching this Network closely enough for awhile, haven't you?

[deconnate]

[You know you love it, Eddie.]

Weeell, you lot are a great replacement for daytime soaps.

But I'm no expert on "who's least likely to stab me in the face."

[enigmaestro]

[Aw man yeah.]

How charming.

Apparently not, if you're in the situation to begin with. However, I'm fairly good at detecting truth.

I suppose I could offer that, if needs be.

I guess.

[deconnate]

I reeeally should have seen it coming.

But hey, thanks. I guess.

[enigmaestro]

You're welcome. I guess.