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"Hey, Cory! Can we call Ark? I want to tell her thanks for the birthday card!"
< I can hear you anyway; and I cannot see why you insist on teasing me, Joel. I have had this... oh, forget it! I want my agent! I keep having to say the same thing over and over and I'm getting a headache! You! Boy! Get me a phone... and a JB on the rocks! I'm going to my room... > .
"Well," Cory giggled, "I think Ark fell well out of character there!"