[Text---> Accidental Audio post]

[cloneororiginal]

To Conrad:

Hey, leaving half an hour early. It's mostly dead in here.

[Sarah hits the send button to deliver her text to the boss, quickly stuffing it in the back of her pocket. In doing so, she accidentally hit the audio option, letting the entire network hear her shuffling over to the bar to look over the bottles of alcohol they have left.]

Weren't too busy, even with New Moore's damned sudden summer party. A warning would've been much appreciated. 'Course they're idiots and probably didn't think it through.

[Pause]

Why's the rum gone? [Shit, did it get misplaced? She better find it now.]

Comments

[cloneororiginal]

Why would I quote some movie? [She doesn't sound pleased, a hint of anger at herself for leaving the bloody thing on.]

But, hello...I guess?

[unmasking]

Because it's a pretty great movie.

[cloneororiginal]

Only saw parts of it, wasn't worth sticking around. [More shuffling, trying to find the damn bottles of rum.]

Who is this anyway?

[unmasking]

Peter Parker, member of alliteration central.

[cloneororiginal]

...Right. [Can he hear her rolling her eyes?]

Any idea where bottles of rum could've gone? Can't find 'em at the bar.

[unmasking]

Sneaky roommate?

[cloneororiginal]

She doesn't know where I work. 'Sides, she's a kid. [Then again when she was that age...okay no, she won't go there.]

Shit, not at the bar, not under it..[Wait, inventory room!]

[unmasking]

I don't think age matters.

Are you sure you didn't drink it all?

[cloneororiginal]

She's a nice enough kid.

[Peter, you've seriously just crossed her. She's glaring at him full force.]

Fuck. You.

[unmasking]

... Isn't that what you do with rum?

[cloneororiginal]

[If and or when Sarah meets him, she will smack him.]

What I'd like to do right now is kick your arse.

[unmasking]

For suggesting that you may have finished a bottle of something that you are supposed to drink in the first place?

[cloneororiginal]

Try again, dumbass. [For even suggesting she'd fuck him after drinking all the rum. Hell no!]

[unmasking]

I have no idea what you're talking about.