[The screen turns on to reveal the face of a man, eyebrows furrowed. A black eye-patch covers his right eye, and a line of darkened scar tissue curves down his face beneath his left.] What is-? [Out of nowhere his face lights up, a grin stretching across his face.] Holy Hera-! Hahaha! [He runs a hand through his hair.] Dude! I get a communicator
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Uh, bonjour monsieur. I'm -- um -- I could use a little help cleaning up a mess in my room.
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I'll be over tout suite, mam'selle. Where's your room?
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Joe West 202. You -- you might want to bring gloves.
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No prob. I'll be over in a sec.
[ continued back at Belle's entry?]
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Name's Sid. Nice to meetcha.
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Anything I should know about the place, ya know, janitor-y wise?
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For one thing the mist comes back sometimes and for another *clears throat* Toys here are alive. *shudder* besides that nothing much.
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[He saw that shudder, Sid. Suspicious eye narrowing - it happens.] ...right, so don't throw out any toys. Got'cha.
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