Room 401, Wednesday Evening

Jenny hung up the phone, feeling mostly satisfied. She hadn't quite made Jack cry, but she'd come close. Maybe next time. After a few minutes, a small portal opened over her desk and a brand new iPhone fell through.

Jenny ignored it in favor of wiggling her fingers at her new prairie dog, courtesy of Professor D. "You remind me of someone," Jenny mused. "I just can't quite pin down who it is. Hmm. You're a bit twitchy. I could call you Jeroen?" The prairie dog did that dramatic turn-and-stare thing again. "Aw, you've even got his crazy eyes. Jeroen it is!"

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