[Have an Admiral, everyone. He's grinning like the bastard he knows he is. He may be slightly unhinged in that 'Hollywood crazy' kind of way. And he has a lot more melanin than this icon does, but I couldn't find any black guys wearing this costume, so let's all pretend shall we
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[Pause, then he says, tentatively, in hushed tones:] Did the... Big Giant Head send you?
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(Hm. You're not even supposed to be here today. Some kind of interference...)
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I'm not supposed to be here today?
[A rather concerned looking frown, her brows arched and she leaned forward a bit.]
Is that bad?
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[A basket of these to Martha's cabin! Assuming all this cookie-giving is actually happening. It probably isn't.]
It's strange. Another kinderflood isn't scheduled for...hm. Who's responsible for this? Don't they know who I am?
Well, don't you worry your pretty little head, just avoid anything with teeth and everything should be fine.
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[Bear with him, it's taken him this long to prop up his journal. Being a cricket is hard.]
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Pick a deranged criminal and have at it, Mr. Insect!
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I don't suppose I can request the privilage of dinner with the Admiral?
I am a senior attache in the British Diplomatic Service, and would most like to meet the gentleman in charge of this particular operation.
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I don't recall making a deal with you, though.
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