Some large brightly-colored Hell, but for your sake, I shall imagine it otherwise. I'll inquire as to the- [There is a fizzing noise, and the computer has finally died its slow death; Bush would have learned that beating them with swords isn't a wise idea, if he'd noticed at all, already wandering off in search of an Archie.]
[And, if Archie is in the same place a half-hour of yelling for some service and getting none later, Bush strides in the door, hat in hand. He is quite evidently pleased, once finding Archie.]
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[And, if Archie is in the same place a half-hour of yelling for some service and getting none later, Bush strides in the door, hat in hand. He is quite evidently pleased, once finding Archie.]