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[burntvideocassette]

"This is, uh. It's Jay. Leave a message, and I'll try to get back to you."

[voice/text/video/action/anything]

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[burntvideocassette]

And thanks, really.

[Jay dips his head, uncomfortable. He's not used to people being so helpful. He's not used to thanking them.]

If I need to get a hold of you, do I...what? Just start talking to a mirror?

[pseudological]

If I'm not around, you know how to leave a message.

[The writing works both ways, even if it's not strictly necessary most of the time. Most of the time. It's like leaving a voicemail.

Only he's not Alex Kralie, and he'll be answering it.]

[burntvideocassette]

[He knows how to...? Oh, writing on the mirror. That makes sense. He sets the marker from before on a desk near the mirror.]

So, uh...see you around, I guess.

["See" isn't exactly the right word here, but he'll get the gist, right?]

[pseudological]

Be seeing you.

[Success. To start with, in any case. Paranoia is never that easy to disassemble, but he has a foot in the door where his Real likely has none. That's enough, for now.]