Daphne sighed, then took a slow, deep breath. She felt bad that Bay was clearly not having a great day at work, and she knew Bay didn't have to let her use the Thing for her deliveries, but when she was counting on the car to do her job, she kind of need to be able to actually count on it.
"Fine. Twenty minutes should work. You're leaving right now, then?"
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2014-09-14 11:57 (UTC)"Fine. Twenty minutes should work. You're leaving right now, then?"