Subject: Morgan frowned.
Posted on: 2011-12-10 22:39:00 UTC

"Whiskey," she mumbled. "I think... maybe not a good idea." She tried to focus on Colt. "So, do I know you yet? You're a little blurry right now, but your voice sounds familiar."

(Meanwhile, unnoticed by anyone, a tiny spider-legged robot dropped out of a ceiling hatch and scurried over to the hot chocolate urns, carrying a vial of some description. It let out a soft beep, which, if it could be translated into English, would doubtless read excellent perfect)

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