[You can hear her footsteps. Soft, slow clicks of heels against floor. The audio is staticy, a fingers constantly brushing over the tiny audio recorder in an attempt to find a seam that will let it slip off.]
Oh, I don't have any time for this! [A sharp zap! The hands recoil, a woman sighs softly.] Why, this doesn't even make any sense... I knew
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