[ MORGAN, COULD YOU LOOK ANY MORE SUSPICIOUS...perhaps some blood pouring from your head or something, that could only complete this image...Or, uh, perhaps we could avoid that being a Thing. Anyway, she answers the door, in startlingly plain clothes - slacks and a blouse hidden by a sweater she can move around in, and shoes that are flat. MIRACULOUS. ]
Morgan! ...Um... [ Pause to go from cheery to concerned in like five seconds. ] Er, what is that?
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Morgan! ...Um... [ Pause to go from cheery to concerned in like five seconds. ] Er, what is that?