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oh, excuse me, could you please check if there was any-- christopher?

oh. yeah. hi, mg.

christopher, what are you doing--

back here?

--in a mail uniform?

i got a job in the mail room. after you kicked me off the DARP program.

that's great! i--. now, wait, christopher, i did not kick you off the program. i'm really sorry about the way everything ended, but it wasn't my fault.

of course not. nothing's anybody's fault. no one ever takes responsibility for anything around here. actually, i think it was you who pointed that out to me and kwesi when we still had our internship.

well, what i meant was, well. look, i am sorry. but your program was over and--

and you were pissed off and took it out on us. i totally understand. this is actually better. i get paid now, and we mostly just listen to music down in the basement while we sort the mail. so, yeah.

i really am sorry, christopher. i wanted to apologize but by the time i went back--

they had actually already escorted us out. yeah. no problem.

ok, well. i'm glad there's no hard feelings. i felt really bad about it all. so, what i wanted to ask was, i've been expecting a really important piece of mail from the water delivery company. have you seen it, by any chance?

important mail for you? it's funny. i actually don't remember seeing anything for you at all.