Voice || Paranoia, paranoia, everybody's coming to get me...

[recognize_an_opportunity]

[When he turns on his communicator, he eschews video and only posts voice, his tone sounding more than a little on edge.]

Given the recent... developments... the hours of operation at my casino, Lucky's, are going to change quite a bit. For better or for worse, we'll be following curfew. We'll open earlier in the day to compensate for it, although I don't know too many people who like to gamble in the mid-afternoon.

[A pause.]

That should have been obvious, but seeing what's been happening to people around the City, I thought I'd make it crystal clear, yes? I can't shake this feeling that everything we say, everything we do, there's somebody listening. It's...

[A longer pause, where it sounds like he's practically holding his breath.]

Did anyone hear that? I think someone's watching me.

[[OOC: Paranoia was never a large leap for this one to make, anyway. He's only slightly paranoid now, but will grow more so over the day. Have... fun?]]

Comments

[deadmanbusiness]

No.... weeeeelll...

Actually, considering the City's tendency to follow American holidays when theming their curses, you might actually get something like fireworks.

[recognize_an_opportunity]

I expect it to pass with little fanfare, even if there are fireworks. I'll be at work, as usual.

[He doesn't even seem upset about that. In fact, he seems almost pleased by it.]

[deadmanbusiness]

You're going to work on your birthday?

Even my father takes off work on his birthday... or what ever day he's declared to be his birthday. It's hard to know with calenders changing so often.

Come on. Not even drinking or something fun?

[recognize_an_opportunity]

I might have a drink after work, sure.

[deadmanbusiness]

Might?

I'll have to find you a cake.

[recognize_an_opportunity]

I suppose it's not a birthday without cake.

[He really likes cake.]

[deadmanbusiness]

[Who doesn't?]

What sort of cake do you like?

[recognize_an_opportunity]

[A pause while he thinks about it.]

Chocolate. Almond. Anything with raspberries. I'm not picky.

[deadmanbusiness]

That sounds easy enough.

Ice cream?

[recognize_an_opportunity]

I'm partial to ice cream, as well. All kinds.

[deadmanbusiness]

Right.

Cake and Ice cream on the fourth.

You, me and Al.

[You are so going to regret this Meyer. SO going to regret it.]

[recognize_an_opportunity]

If you say so. I'll make some time.

[He's flattered, although he's not exactly one for parties of any kind. Still, this sounds low-key enough to be acceptable.]

[deadmanbusiness]

[It's not a party, it's just cake and ice cream... at least at this point.]

It'll be good for you.