Email to Alison and Nathan

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To: [boss lady], [boss man]
From: [worried as hell]
Subject: Whiskey Tango Foxtrot, over...

Um, Alison? Nate? Can someone _please_ clue me in as to what is going on? All I can get from Angie is vague mutterings about Amanda and creative methods of murdering Remy. And I swear I heard some crashing noises going on.

Please, can someone tell me _anything_?

-Doug

Comments

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To: [Doug]
From: [Alison]
CC: [Captain Sprains-His-Brain]
Subject: Re: Whiskey Tango Foxtrot, over...

Good. Thank you. (And by the way, I'd like to talk to you sometime this week.)

Pfff. Long as you don't say that in front of Miles, I won't complain about it. Just don't tell anyone I said so. (Betcha he didn't. Betcha his brain was too sprained for him to realize it. HA.)

I'll see what I can get for you, info wise. No promises - I don't have much myself right now.

Eh. I'm just about giving up on sleep for this week.

Alison