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Trooper Station; Monday [ 09/07 ].
Daisy rather liked the period of time when they did auditions for the radio. It gave her a nice change of pace and voice for when she had to do the transcripts for the records. That wasn't to say, of course, that she minded the usuals, but the auditions over the weekend were exceptionally amusing and made for a nice way to spend a slow Monday morning at the station.
Of course, there was an often encountered problem of trying not to just laugh out loud at some of the comments, an urge that Daisy was doing fairly well at curbing, although the occasional snorts and the held back giggles were earning her a few looks from Ralph.
Or at least she assumed they were looks. Hard to tell with those helmets.
[[ open station is open and rocking the SP ]]
Of course, there was an often encountered problem of trying not to just laugh out loud at some of the comments, an urge that Daisy was doing fairly well at curbing, although the occasional snorts and the held back giggles were earning her a few looks from Ralph.
Or at least she assumed they were looks. Hard to tell with those helmets.
[[ open station is open and rocking the SP ]]

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Which, of course, she only said because she knew that wouldn't be happening, but she did a devil of a job making it seem like she was perfectly sincere with the invitation.
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Because he wouldn't get on a computer unless he had to. And then it was just to check e-mail.
"I listen to the radio at night when I'm working on my boat anyway," he said sitting down at his desk. "Though anything written by a squirrel in my book is hard to believe."
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"Mornin', Day."
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Which was more of her just being very British than it was an actual concern that something might not be. It was Monday.
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"Missing Persons?" she asked. "Someone here on the island?"