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[horndog]

Uh, hey there. I'm probably kinda busy at the moment, but leave a message and I'll get back to you. Oh, yeah, if this is an emergency, you should dial— Wait, fuck, it ain't 9-1-1 here, is it? ...Just call the cops and ask for me. [action/video/voice welcome!]

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[horndog]

Well, I'm at least hopin' so. Would kinda suck if we couldn't.

[ TO SAY THE LEAST, JASON... But he steps back, putting his hands on his hips, then nods as he looks at the mess. ]

Anyway, you think you got this under control now? I probably should head back to the station.

[harepiece]

[DON'T BE SO CASUAL ABOUT THE POLICE DEPARTMENT POTENTIALLY BEING FULL OF FAILURES, JASON...

But Oz makes a little sound of acknowledgment at that, nodding once in return.]

Ah— yeah! I can finish cleaning on my own. Thanks again for helping.

[horndog]

Yeah, no problem. That's what I'm here for.

[ He gives Oz a pat on the shoulder, then tosses his towel onto the counter, since it's pretty full of extinguisher foam at this point. ]

You take care.

[ At which point he will just head out!! And that's the story of how Oz got yet another babysitter... ]