Both teens stood up and watched as Dr. Laura left the room. Upon reciving the unexpected news, Kojiro shivers.
-"This doesn't sound good"- muttered Kojiro -"Could this be another victim from Dargonly?"
-"I think I forgot to mention the ma´m that you are also fricking paranoid" commented Zenjiro -"
-"I'm in evry right to be paranoid you naive fool! Our lives, no, the lives of evryone in this place could be in grave danger!
-"For crying out loud Koji, chill out! It couldn't have been Dragonfly! You should be calling for a medic instead.
-"Fine fine.."- Kojiro takes out a futuristic looking cell-phone and dials an awkwardly long combination of numbers in it"
-"Crab reporting to Cuttlefish, do you read"- Talks Kojiro as he is recieved by a raspy, drunken voice from the speaker:
-"Huh. Huzzha? Whosit? Welcum to de, Greazy WEEzel, may I take your ordar.
Zenjiro attemts not to burst into laughter while Kojiro looks unamused at best. -God damnit Dawson, have you been drinking that Gargle Blaster again?-
-Gaga Baxter? No, no. I-I don't know that woman, woud ya like to leev a messeg *hic*
-"Look, you drunkern bum, I need you to send us some Medics right away, It's an emergency!"
-"Mediiics? Ehhhhhhhh*hic* Mr. Medicks, doesnt , uhhhhh, live heer, call back later, Uhhh, and, I don't want yur stinking pizzazzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz"- a loud thud and a snore is heard on the phone.
Kojiro, looking irritated snaps his phone closed -"Gah! Who was the complete genius who assigned Dawson as our communications manager?
-"I bet it was that bitch Tomoe, she sure likes to support us doesn't she?"- Zenjiro joked.
-"Ok, so It's just us again to take care of the situation I guess" Kojiro sighed -"Come on Zenjiro, lets get to Ms. Noriko's room.-