"Er... yes, okay, I suppose I should tell you that if you're trying to reach me I'm not here, and if you're trying to reach me because you want to do something involving pointy bits of metal or otherwise painful objects, I'm never going to be here. So sorry."
log it?
Sure!
[stick with Rincewind, Leonard, and you'll never need to wonder which bar has the better discount on any given evening.]
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[Never for long with him, anyway. With that he stops texting, instead making his way over here.]