[Amidst a group of Grunts, Dimitri's cellphone chimes. "It's your girlfriend, right? Don't let the Admin catch you with that on!"]
I will not! I am a master of stealth-texting. [Keeping an eye on his supervisor, Dimitri quickly checks the text. He doesn't have time to reply to it right now, but reading it gives him the energy to push through the mission!
Besides. It's not against the rules to draft texts to your girlfriend while riding in the back of a truck, as long as you pretend to be productive by writing them in a little notebook...]
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"It's your girlfriend, right? Don't let the Admin catch you with that on!"]
I will not! I am a master of stealth-texting. [Keeping an eye on his supervisor, Dimitri quickly checks the text. He doesn't have time to reply to it right now, but reading it gives him the energy to push through the mission!
Besides. It's not against the rules to draft texts to your girlfriend while riding in the back of a truck, as long as you pretend to be productive by writing them in a little notebook...]