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[[Trudy stands just outside Fooker's office door. He is seated at the computer with hands on the keyboard, looking at her.]]
Sharon: Fooker, I hate to interrupt, but I need to talk to you for a few minutes. It's important.
Fooker: Um, OK.

[[Trudy, head bowed, frowning.]]
Trudy: You said it yourself. Nobody knows me better than you, and if anyone can keep a secret, it's you. So if I'm going to tell *anyone*, someone I *know* I can't hurt, you're the perfect choice...

[[We see the office door closed.]]

[[The office door is still closed, but through it we hear]]
Fooker: You have *got* to be kidding...