[ William grins past the receiver at March’s italics, tongue wetted past his teeth. What’s the point of being trapped in an alternate universe if you don’t get some roaring twenties weirdo ringing you up out of the blue for a private audience every now and again. ]
How’s tomorrow afternoon for you?
[ He checks his communicator while he waits for an answer, and carefully deletes an existing appointment. ]
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How’s tomorrow afternoon for you?
[ He checks his communicator while he waits for an answer, and carefully deletes an existing appointment. ]
Say, two o’clock.
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Splendid! [The roaring twenties weirdo is happy.] Absolutely splendid! Yes, you can expect me then.
[Even if some disaster befalls the city, lol ghost powers. He'll be fine.]
Thank you very much for being so obliging, Mister Walker. I do look forward to meeting you in person.