[Phone/Fax Machine]-Early Morning

[shendude]

[Being an old man, of course Shen Fujin owns a fax machine. But being an old man who at least tries to keep up with the times, it is a fax machine, phone and answering machine combo. It would probably be state of the art back if anyone but old people used faxes. Heck, it even prints in colour.

Trying to get the thing to stop printing sheets of pink is the trouble. In frustration, he eventually yells into the phone section.]

Stop wasting all of my ink, damn you!

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[comparative_insanity]

Uh~huh. They're called something... Oh! Chocolate fondants. They're real nice, and pretty hard to make my friend says. And usually I'm the type to burn boiling water, you know?

But this is so trippy. You mean you also got this weird number thing and you used it on your fax, and now we can talk to each other? [A beat.] Oh, did you learn something too?

[shendude]

I learnt that people really will believe anything they hear on the television.

[It's a bit flippant, but he's a little paranoid.]

[comparative_insanity]

[That just gets a soft laugh.]

Honey, I'm talking to someone through my TV, let me tell you that I ain't sure what to believe.

[shendude]

I believe something strange is afoot, young man. And it implies something deeper awaiting discovery.

[comparative_insanity]

...a foot? [Sorry, that is not part of his dictionary.] But yeah, I think there's like... more to be learned about this too. I mean, there's got to be at least an explanation, right?

[shendude]

I am beginning to think that if there is, it is not going to be anything I can guess.