Voicemail

[glacial_queen]

"Hey, this is Karla! I could go all fancy and Queenly, but only friends have this number, thank the Darkness. So, leave your name and a message and I'll get back to you as soon as I'm done with whatever issue currently demanding my attention. Blah blah blah, you know the drill."

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[never_dull]

Mid-morning, there was a call, and Hannibal left voicemail.

"Good morning, Karla. If you haven't already heard from anybody, we've had prom here yesterday, and this morning we have your daughter Helena with us, if you would like to come and meet her. Don't worry - I have plenty of food."