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[wiretapper]

Harry took the recording seriously, and Stan didn't. Typical day at the "office" for Harry Caul. Stan was a helpful second hand and that's why Harry kept him, even when Stan's wisecracks and disregard for the seriousness of their cases got under Harry's skin. His one wish was for Stan to realize they weren't high-tech gossip reporters, that they

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[thats_tight]

It was very strange to be on the other side of the white room's door right now, Cameron thought as the man came in. She tilted her head, curious, and walked over to the door to glance into the window and wait for him to see her.

She didn't really do very well at the whole 'greeting people' thing, though, so she didn't make herself immediately known. He'd have to look through the window for her to do much more than stare.

[wiretapper]

Harry had to get past the elevator-turned-into-a-white-room thing before even thinking about looking out the window.

It took a while, and didn't occur until after he called out, "H-hello?"

[thats_tight]

Cameron is not the master of hospitality, Harry will quickly find out.

"Are you armed?" Not that it matters, she supposes. She steps into the room a moment later, opening the door.

[wiretapper]

Harry blinked, unable to come up with an adequate response to that. No, he wasn't armed. He was never armed. He never saw the point of carrying arms. They were too dangerous.

"I-I'm sorry," he said. "Do I know you? W-where am I?"