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[osreborn]

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"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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06.03.2013.

[enigmaestro]

[Ring ring.]

Hello, Norman. I knew you'd pick up for me.

[He's smug about it, smirking. It's evident in his voice.]

Can't ever be too busy for an old friend, can you?

[osreborn]

Nygma.

[ Dryly. ]

How can I help you?

[enigmaestro]

I was just reminiscing, really, and I thought I'd enjoy the endeavor much more along with your company.

Remember when you were enrolled in my reformation program? The one I had before becoming Deputy Mayor. [AKA the one he had before Norman's torture left him unfit for heading such a program.] Remember when I found you employment?

Good times.

[osreborn]

Be careful about that sort of reflection. You know what it means when your life starts to flash before your eyes.

[enigmaestro]

The only thing flashing before me, Norman, is you.

[osreborn]

Miss me that much already?

I miss you too.

[enigmaestro]

Is that what I said? Or, rather, is that what you interpreted?

[osreborn]

It's what you implied.

[enigmaestro]

You want me to miss you, then. You're reading into details. Well -- I don't, Norman, I'm rather too busy for sentimentality.

You'll have to forgive me.

[osreborn]

It's not about what I want. The trail of clues isn't hard to follow; you're grabbing for attention as we speak, Nygma.

Well, you have it.

[enigmaestro]

Do I relish the fact that you heed my call, every time? Yes. Of course I do. But you're making innuendo out of an endearment.

You don't like hearing that, do you? How you're a beloved, well-worn plaything to me.

[osreborn]

You play coy, but I happen to know you're not someone who wastes your own time.

[enigmaestro]

[His tone is excessively theatrical.] Who told you that?

[osreborn]

What, am I wrong?

[enigmaestro]

I'm hardly offering you affirmation, one way or the other. You've this annoying habit of turning every phrase around to compliment yourself.

[osreborn]

Why should I compliment myself when you're here to do it for me?

How was your day?

[enigmaestro]

[-- What, he thinks. The gesture of comfort throws him, as he's sure it was intended.]

Just fine. I finally hadn't worked the full weekend.

[osreborn]

[ Norman tsks, equal parts jovial and idle. ]

Has the Mayor been overworking you?

[enigmaestro]

[Running the gauntlet:] He's punishing me because I was naughty.

[osreborn]

Having any trouble walking?

[enigmaestro]

You -- Norman!

[SHOCKED GASP.

SO SCANDALOUS.]

Why must everyone assume I take that position?

[osreborn]

The position of the deputy?

[enigmaestro]

Is that how you'd use your theoretical deputy, Norman?

[osreborn]

We're talking about how you do yours.

[enigmaestro]

Depends what face we put on him.

Let's use your face. Oh, he'd be on his knees groveling.