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[daedalus_fell]

[Like so many before him, a well dressed middle-aged man has just walked in through the front doors of the Dressing Room from out of another reality entirely. Unlike most, he hasn't actually noticed the difference yet. He has his nose in a holo-screen reviewing data for Security, for one thing, and for another this place actually looks remarkably

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[teaservergirl]

. . .Director?

[daedalus_fell]

[He looks up from his hand held display and stares at her in polite confusion for a moment.]

I'm sorry, ma'am, but I think you have me mistaken for someone else. I'm not the director of anything that I know of.

[teaservergirl]

[She suddenly notices that this man's hair isn't as gray as the Rex Godwin she knows. . .Still. . .]

But. . .You are Rex Godwin, correct?

[daedalus_fell]

I am.

[Well, she's definitely got his attention now. He turns off the holo-display and pockets it.]

Do I know you?

[crabking]

...Director Godwin.

[have an intimidating penguin!]

[daedalus_fell]

...

[Did that penguin just... talk?

... Of course it didn't. Penguins don't talk. Rex looks around the lobby for whoever's playing ventriloquist.]

[crabking]

What are you doing?

[ B| ]

[daedalus_fell]

Trying to see whose idea of a joke this is.

[Maybe it's a mechanical penguin. Damnit, if this is another one of those ludicrous viral marketing campaigns...]