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[[Nick, wearing a T-shirt, is sitting at his computer, typing. There's an abstract structure on top of his monitor that looks like a stick-and-ball model of a 5-atom molecule.]]
Computer: POOKEL: figured out who i am yet?
Nick <<CLICKETTY CLAK>>: GORT: Sorry, I can't tell...

Nick <<KLIK KLAK>>: GORT: ...If I don't tell, you have no idea if I do or not. If I don't, it gives me time to figure you out. If I do, I can play with you psychologically and get you to reveal yourself.

Computer: POOKEL: i just love a man of mystery.
Nick <<CLICK CLIK>>: GORT: So... How's the weather where you are?