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[[Fooker and Nick enter Ki's office. Ki is seated at her desk, typing furiously and refuses to turn her attention to her visitors.]]
Fooker: Here she is. Nick, this is Ki. Ki, this is Nick, the new guy.
Nick: Hi! I'm glad--
Ki: *Shhh!*

Ki: I'm in the middle of debugging. I have to traverse this circular doubly-linked list in a queue of B-trees while indexing an untested database driver over the Internet. I'll be with you in a minute.

Nick: I think I like her already.
Fooker: Wait 'til you see her parse shell scripts...
Ki: Did I give you permission to speak?