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[subspaceflowers]

[ Ramona appears on screen, more than a little upset and more than a little bit head glow-y. ]

Okay, Whose idea of a sick joke is this?

[ She holds up what looks to be a red and white Rickenbacker bass with its neck broken in half. She points to it and stares, expecting the camera to respond to her. She's got a cigarette in this hand, which she quickly takes a puff off of. ]

I don't know who's responsible for it, but I'm pissed. Is this some kind of stupid threat? I swear to God if Gideon has shown back up or something- [ She takes a deep breath and sets the instrument down. ]

Whatever. This is dumb

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[subspaceflowers]

I'm pretty sure we'd be able to come up with a better disguise than a Chinese antique shop.

[thneed]

But that's why it'd work! Nobody would suspect it because they'd think you can do better.

[subspaceflowers]

Well I guess that'd explain why no one's come sniffing anyway.

So yeah, what'll it be? Where can I drop this thing off?

[thneed]

80 and a tea? You can drop it off at east 302 and I'll get to work on it right away.

[subspaceflowers]

I'll have it over this afternoon. Thank you so much, dude. You're a hero.

[thneed]

Great. You're welcome. It's no problem at all.