[ic; INBOX]

[machinavellian]

'lo theeeere...?

...

[rustle.]

...

Well then how the bloody—

AH! Ah. There, there we go, all under control, perfect as a matter of fact. [ahem.] Now, you've probably figured out that I'm not here at this point, so good on you, good instinct, so, uh... leave a message! Leave a message, and I will. Endeavour. To return it. If deemed appropriate at that time.

For which you can't particularly blame me, given the amount of unseemly characters round here, can y—

[BEEP.]

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