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[warmachine]

Tony. Tony. Was this some awful prank? If so, well-played, man, I've already taken two showers and still haven't gotten the smell off.

Seriously, how did you do that?

[ p a u s e ] Or maybe I'm giving you too much credit and it's a curse, in which case, great.

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[wearafeznow]

[ Hey Rhodey, it's your FAVOURITE PERSON EVER. ] So what is it you smell of in particular, Colonel Rhodes?

[warmachine]

[ YOU— why is he being punished like this? ] Mostly steel and machine oil.

[wearafeznow]

[ You love him, how can you not? ]

Interesting. Perhaps that delightful little robot just gave you a hug and you ... er, didn't notice.

[warmachine]

[ Easy. ]

Dummy. His name is Dummy, and he's not delightful. [ Nor is he particularly little. ] And it's definitely not that.

[wearafeznow]

He is so delightful. We had such a wonderful conversation before Pond and I -- [ Slowly. ] Had to leave suddenly.

[warmachine]

You had a conversation. With Dummy. [ e y e r o l l i n g ] You mean after I threw you out because you were on private property where you had no business being.

[wearafeznow]

Robots get terribly lonely too you know, Amelia and I were providing the poor things with some much needed communication.

[warmachine]

Sure you were. So tell me, how did you actually get in?

[wearafeznow]

[ p a u s e.] That would be like spoiling a magician's tricks.

[audio:]

[charring]

You, too?

[warmachine]

Tell me anyways.

[audio:]

[warmachine]

So it's a curse. Well, that lets Tony off the hook, at least.

[wearafeznow]

We just persuaded the doors to open.

[audio:]

[charring]

Yep. It's a curse. Weird one, at that.

[warmachine]

You persuaded locked and secured doors to open.

[audio:]

[warmachine]

Damn right it is. [ a beat. ] So, what do you smell of, then?

[audio:]

[charring]

Harvest Spice shampoo, campfire and tea. It's not terrible. It just gets worse if you try to wash it off. What about you?

[wearafeznow]

I come up with a very convincing argument.

[warmachine]

You're not convincing me.

[audio:]

[warmachine]

Steel and machine oil for the most part. Bit of gunpowder mixed in for variety's sake, I suppose.

[audio:]

[charring]

Not bad. Could be worse.

[wearafeznow]

Well, you can't win them all.

[warmachine]

Just don't do it again, all right?

[audio:]

[warmachine]

Definitely. Could be a bit more subtle, though.

[audio:]

[charring]

Oh, definitely. I woke up and thought something was burning down. Took about ten minutes to realize it was me.