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[urbandev]

This is just --

No. Absolutely not. Not even a little. Niko, I'm sorry. I'll work from home tonight.

Damnit, why couldn't I have switched with Vincent?

[Private to Anita]

I'm going back to bed, and if you promise not to laugh too much, you can join me.

[OOC: Reeve has switched with Lestat, and he's now wearing black leather pants and a shiny tight red silk shirt.

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[urbandev.livejournal.com]

Lestat, Niko. Isn't that enough?

[Private]

I'm sorry. I know this is getting excessive.

Anita's sleeping through the night again. I'll get back to full hours.

[OOC: Post-Rider, Anita's been having nightmares, so Reeve's been up all night with her and sleeping during the day -- and working from home if at all, as a consequence.]

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[cal-sitter.livejournal.com]

It's not excessive. We have provisions to allow employees the time that they need, and you've been putting in hours when you're not here.

[OOC: That's cool.]

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[urbandev.livejournal.com]

Thank you.

I'll be relieved to get back to a normal schedule, however.

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[cal-sitter.livejournal.com]

I'm sure you will.

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[urbandev.livejournal.com]

I take it you're unaffected by today?

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[cal-sitter.livejournal.com]

I've successfully changed clothes twice today.

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[urbandev.livejournal.com]

Lucky you.

Leather pants are ridiculously uncomfortable after the sixth hour.

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[cal-sitter.livejournal.com]

I'll keep that in mind the next time I'm presented with the prospect of wearing them.

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[urbandev.livejournal.com]

Glad I was able to help. You'll look back on this conversation and thank me.

Anita's jeans were preferable.

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[cal-sitter.livejournal.com]

Effusively, I'm sure.

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[urbandev.livejournal.com]

Without a doubt.