[Edgar just lets out a dramatic sigh and shifts around on the phone she's perched on before leaning down and pecking the bell once.]
[In a flash, Jack appears, disheveled and wide-eyed. He is a man who has more coffee than blood coursing through his veins and it really shows. His hair isn't pulled back nearly as neatly, the buttons on his suit are a little out of sorts, and his glasses are perched atop his head. Where could they have gone?]
Well! If it isn't my little warrior! Come back for a rematch, eh?
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[In a flash, Jack appears, disheveled and wide-eyed. He is a man who has more coffee than blood coursing through his veins and it really shows. His hair isn't pulled back nearly as neatly, the buttons on his suit are a little out of sorts, and his glasses are perched atop his head. Where could they have gone?]
Well! If it isn't my little warrior! Come back for a rematch, eh?