[It opens, and Billy is sitting at his desk, his communicator in hand, which he may have blown up and then put back together. He blinks at her, owlishly, and then Springsteen zooms towards him.]
Sorry, that was loud, wasn't it?
[His face went from annoyed to his usual slightly crabby face in two seconds, which is an improvement.]
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Sorry, that was loud, wasn't it?
[His face went from annoyed to his usual slightly crabby face in two seconds, which is an improvement.]