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[bertall]

Um... This is Bertolt, and if you're hearing this I'm probably busy. You can leave a message here or call back later if you want? ...Can I start over?

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[lyingheart]

[ The MP were great, just as corrupt as you'd expect and as likely to shirk duty if it didn't involve bribes or other nice luxuries. At least he'd be able to get hair dye for his grey hair. ]

I'm already regretting telling you I don't hate cats.

[ Is her immediate response, as fast as typing allows her to speak. ]

[bertall]

I don't think you really mean that.

<sub>[PLUS LOOK AT IT THIS WAY ANNIE... You've got ammunition against him in the form of Jean, now he's got ammunition in the form of cats.

It's a win-win.]</sub>

[lyingheart]

[ She doesn't want to make out with cats, Bertolt. This is not equal!

... Actually it works out in her favour so nevermind, carry on, son, carry on. ]

I absolutely do.