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Marty chuckles at Nadia's fake accent. "Yes... but I didn't say I had any plans. Yet."

If Nadia were in the position to bow, she might have. "Well, I look forward to whatever it will be. And then topping and squashing it."

Marty held up his hands in a complacent gesture. "Now see... some people might think of that as a challenge as far as you know I haven't started anything just yet."

Nadia shook her head. "Don't worry. I'll let you get in the next shot."

"Well that's very nice of you," Marty said rolling his eyes. "Just remember who it was who waved off Principal Smith when you and Sydney were running around in your underwear."

Nadia frowned. "Smith was there?" She thought for a moment. "And it was Syd's underwear."

"Really? you guys share- You know what? So not going there..." Marty said backing away from a topic that would no doubt end in a slap to his face.

"Yeah, Smith showed up (http://www.livejournal.com/users/oatmanspatient/32058.html?thread=550458#t550458) just as you were leaving. Apparently you weren't the only one who got that message about the fer- you know."

Nadia shook her head at the thought of the near miss, not even noticing Marty's flustered expression at the thought of her borrowing Sydney's lingerie. "You flirted with Smith, too?" She started giggling. "Oh, your girl must have loved hearing that,"

"I didn't flirt with Smith! My voicemail got sent to multiple including Smith! I was only flirty with my girl- *coughs* I was only flirting with Angela." Marty says sulking a bit.

Nadia shrugs, which looks kind of odd the way she's lying on the floor. "But it's funnier if you say it my way." Her expression softened. "You know I'm just teasing you, right?"

Marty rolls his eyes a little and snickers. "Yeah I know. It's just a little on the embarassing side when a personal voice mail gets out like that."

"Not that it matters anymore," he mutters under his breath as he goes to take a drink from his water bottle.

Nadia blinked, but decided against pressing Marty on that comment. "Well, that's why I've learned not to trust voicemail. Unless it buys me something pretty."

Marty smirked a little at that. "Don't tell me your voice mail is sentient and has a charge card? Because in this place? That could really happen."

Nadia grinned. "It wouldn't surprise me if it was my secret sibling, or something."

Marty looks relieved. "Good. We have enough sentient appliances around here as it is."

"There are . . . sentient appliances here?" Nadia shook her head. "I'm not certain why I even ask anymore."

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