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Needs No Name
Interlude 2
"Girls are evil!"
"Subject: N. Interview 1."
Wait, we're recording this?
"We record all our interviews."
You mean interrogations.
"We respect your fr-"
Ahem.
"Those are to prevent you from hurting-"
You? Now why would I want that, miss Sciuto?
"..."
What? Surprised?
"... A-a little..."
Only a little?
"How the hell do you know who I am?"
'Aw look at that, now we made her mad.'
Aw don't pout like that, it doesn't suit you. I know you have questions. And I'll answer them... if you ask nicely.
"Look here, kid-"
'Oh no she didn't!'
Hah! I'm older than I look.
"... What?"
'That seems to have derailed her train of thought'
'Pun intended, I presume?'
'What pun?'
You on the other hand look no older than your-
'Tread lightly, dude. Tread. Lightly'
'H-uh.'
'What?'
'She's armed.'
'Heh. I like her already.'
-ahem. Anyways-
"What the hell? How'd you...?"
Oh put it down before you take someone's eye out.
'Yoink!'
"O-oi! Se-Mmmrrff!"
Ssshhh. Pretty please. I-Holy #$%! Did you-Did you build this one yourself? One moment.
"H-how do you do that?"
Oh piqued your curiosity, eh? A topic for another day. Back to this. Damn, girl. He told me you were talented, but this...! This is a piece of art!
"... Wait... Wait a minute..."
OK, I'm waiting... for what exactly?
"It's you!"
'Now there's a light bulb moment if there ever was one.'
Mm? Of course? Who else would I be?
'Oh quit grinning like a James Bond villain'
"So the whole thing was-"
Me taking the piss out of the outdated catalogue systems in this place?... Maybe?
"I know right! I always... ahem... Why are you grinning at me like that?"
Because I think you're in the wrong line of business.
"And what would the right line be, then?"
Well, beautiful, how do you feel about oysters?