Thanks pal, much 'preciated. [Pen: taken. Paperwork: precariously balanced on the flat of his bug arm as an impromptu table, just so he can double line and initial his fuck-up very, very slowly.]

...It's good motivation though, right? One way to get us all to haul ourselves out here 'n get it over 'n done with. Maybe that's why they left me outta stockings; I'd be too cosy otherwise, but I don't do well with the cold.

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a-anyway. Once he's taken a painstaking minute to fix up the slip, he'll get his paperwork back between his teeth, pen held back out with a grimacing smile.] Bleh-- This sorta thing normal? The 'if you're not quick we'll make ya be quick' style of encouragement? Kinda new here, heh.