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[Deep breaths, Lou, deep breaths.

He's still practicing this exercise about a split second before the recording begins, shifting his focus to it immediately, superficially ready to laugh and quip at this silly challenge someone has proposed (forced) him to take part in.

It's nothing but pure nerves, he assures you.]

This is really fucked up. Just thought I should let you know.

[There's an exhale, not quite a laugh. See? Nothing but nerves.]

I guess I'm supposed to say hi now.

Hi. I'm the new guy.

I'd like to know what the fuck you've done to my cat.

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[synanthrope]

A pet?

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... Never mind.

[He was never good at humor.]

Who is this?

[synanthrope]

Saya Wallace.

Who is this?

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[He could lie, but his answer is quicker than that consideration.]

Lewis.

[synanthrope]

Hello, Lewis.

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[There's no answer in store for that. Lou is just going to press the heel of his hand against his forehead instead.]

Christ.

[synanthrope]

No, Saya.

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[Well. That brings his attention back.]

Funny.

[synanthrope]

Is it?

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Is either of us laughing?

[synanthrope]

I don't laugh very often.

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Then there you go.