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[Sharon just noticed something on her screen and is deep in thought examining it. Tim is looking over her shoulder again.]]
Sharon: It's some sort of the encrypted message...
Tim: Really? Where did it come from?

Sharon: Knowing my luck, it's another virus. While I'm curious, I'll leave that nugget to investigate later. [turns and walks away] We've got cable to run.

[[Tim stands there, shocked]]

Sharon: [off-panel] You coming, Tim?
[[Tim hits his forehead with his palm]]<<SMACK!>>