[The tail end of a conversation is caught over the journal...]

...Yeah. Yeah, okay. I understand, big day tomorrow... 'Night, Krystal.

[a shifting noise as Fox turns around, sighing happily.] What a woma--

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[another frantic turnaround, and then a thump as Fox plants his hands on the doorframe, staring out into the ( Read more... )