[Comm clicking on and the sound of fumbling hands. This is closely followed by a slightly disgruntled, muttered voice.]
What the hell is this? The damn Communicator is a relic. Am I going back in time or what?
[Realization that yes, the comm is on and yes, what he’s saying is being heard by whoever might be out there.]
Uh, hello! This is Cliff Fittir
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