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Hey, you've reached Manic. I'm not around at the moment, but if you need something then leave a message after the beat. I'll get back to you soon as I can.

Okay, Later.

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[Sonia's never known a better excuse to show off new swimwear than this. Test out this experimental spray-on elixir and soak in the Lake of Healing to your heart's content? All in the name of science? Works for her!

The most interesting part is that the spray works too. She had her doubts at first--that's just science; you never get it quite right on the first try--but after being on her guard for a good hour or two, Sonia allows herself to relax a little, amazed, because it turns out that whatever they've put in this monster repellent is actually doing the job.

It's a lovely detour from her usual tasks here, and when she comes back from the lake feeling more refreshed than ever, both in mind and body, she reports her findings to the Research Center before changing into a plush robe and sinking happily into bed.

Morning breaks, as does her state of deep relaxation. Because she wakes with a start and a yelp to tiny fuzzy intruders in her apartment, on her bed, sleeping beside her. Some refuse to come away despite her instinctive scrambling to get free, clinging to the arm that reaches for her phone.]

Manic!