*Rimbaud looks flattered but, slippery as the proverbial eel, evades their grasping fingers and dives for the door.*
My apologies; the powers-that-be have decided that our company will run more smoothly with fewer employees and a 500% increase in workload. I wouldn't like to make a promise I couldn't keep.
Thanks for the flattery, Maril. I'll ask you out for a drink some time, given the proximity of Seattle and London.
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