[Wow you are truly the seventh human wonder. Richie arches a brow.]
That'd come in handy in the doctor's office. Ever thought of becoming a proctologist?
[So he's some kind of computer wizard. A Dr. Dolittle for your fax machines and your switchboards, whispering the queries and taking the beeps and boops in for diagnosis. As far as some of the other kooky shit the refugees pull off — being a raccoon, a ghost trapped in a sword, summoning a kabuki-spoofing demon from your soul to fight your battles for you (to this day, there was nothing that has topped Yusuke's show for visual oddity) — this seems tame by all comparisons.
Now watch it come with some stupid spandex outfit and a comic book name. John looked all American enough for the part.]
So we need to find the source of the fritz. Some crossed wires somewhere or... [Richie's mouth twists.] Hell, I'm gonna be no help to you here. I know nothing, all this techno-mumbo jumbo got invented after my time. My old phone had a cord and plugged into a jack in the wall. But if you need a second pair of eyes or a hand to hold a flashlight, I'll oblige.
[If John was able to get things up and running again, he'd sleep a little easier tonight. The pods took priority, but there's also the mystery of what happened to their otherworldly leaders. It didn't look like they'd fucked off to take a picnic.]
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That'd come in handy in the doctor's office. Ever thought of becoming a proctologist?
[So he's some kind of computer wizard. A Dr. Dolittle for your fax machines and your switchboards, whispering the queries and taking the beeps and boops in for diagnosis. As far as some of the other kooky shit the refugees pull off — being a raccoon, a ghost trapped in a sword, summoning a kabuki-spoofing demon from your soul to fight your battles for you (to this day, there was nothing that has topped Yusuke's show for visual oddity) — this seems tame by all comparisons.
Now watch it come with some stupid spandex outfit and a comic book name. John looked all American enough for the part.]
So we need to find the source of the fritz. Some crossed wires somewhere or... [Richie's mouth twists.] Hell, I'm gonna be no help to you here. I know nothing, all this techno-mumbo jumbo got invented after my time. My old phone had a cord and plugged into a jack in the wall. But if you need a second pair of eyes or a hand to hold a flashlight, I'll oblige.
[If John was able to get things up and running again, he'd sleep a little easier tonight. The pods took priority, but there's also the mystery of what happened to their otherworldly leaders. It didn't look like they'd fucked off to take a picnic.]