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[osreborn]

(555 - 888 - 3010)

"Norman Osborn. If you're calling about a job interview, hang up now and call [ business phone number ]. Otherwise stay on the line and leave a message. I'll get back to you when I can."

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[osreborn]

Not hardly; you offered more than one very different scenarios, but I don't see what good it would do me to confirm or deny either one.

I remade my formulas. All of them.

[osreborn]

Gossip about the career gossip -- you have to admit there's a circular poetry to it. [ He says it good naturedly enough. ] But you are right. What can you do but let them talk?

All nonsense will pass, eventually.

[enigmaestro]

One or the other. All I need is a sounding board.

But -- did you change out your chemical ingredients?

[redhairring]

Isn't that a saying? This too shall pass. Well, here's hoping.

[osreborn]

If we allow it. [ There's a smirk evident in his voice. ] Would you be up for a drink? I get the feeling you could use a breather.

[osreborn]

But would you risk one? That's unsporting, Nygma, and you know it.

[ He pauses to narrow his eyes, and emphasizes: ]

From scratch.

[redhairring]

Actually? I'd love a drink or two. [ schmoozing with Norman, getting on his good side...what could possibly go wrong? ]

I'm free tonight, if you are.

[osreborn]

[ Don't worry about a thing, Freddie; Norman loves reporters. ]

Give me a couple of hours to finish up some work -- after that, free as a bird. Why don't we meet somewhere?

[enigmaestro]

I don't have to be sporting anymore. You opened this to other people.

[redhairring]

[ wah wah waaaaah ]

Sounds great with me. I'll even let you pick the place.

01.24.15

[slightlyoffchilt]

Mortal! He of the manic and the depression!

[osreborn]

[ What.

What.

What. ]

... Who is this?

[osreborn]

Is De Chima inconvenient?

[osreborn]

"This?" You're making excuses -- you should know this is entirely separate from that.

Or is this insecurity talking?

[redhairring]

Not at all. I'll have to sweet-talk the Porter technician into letting me transport there from Heropa, but I've done it before.

[slightlyoffchilt]

Who is this? None other than your lord, your master of dreams!

[enigmaestro]

Insecurity over what, Norman? I can enjoy being the catalyst for your fall, if nothing else.

[osreborn]

I could say the same thing about you. I'm not intimidated by your hypotheticals.

[osreborn]

I don't think so. I'm with him already.

[ Norman means himself, obviously. ]

Is this a prank call, Dr. Chilton?

[osreborn]

Great. I'll see you there, then. We can meet by the Porter and go from there.

[enigmaestro]

You ought to be. You ought to recall that I, of all people, have the capacity to know the entire truth, with or without your participation.

[slightlyoffchilt]

What sordid imposter lurks with you? What creature of deceit, what heretic?

want to log/thread/assume this?

[redhairring]

See you then.

[osreborn]

If you want to spoil the fun that way.

Nothing's factual about the future.

[osreborn]

Me. I'm Norman Osborn, remember?