Monday, September 16, 2002
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[[Danny and Linus are following the Morticia-like Karen, as she locks up the service window at which she was working, and calls an elevator]]
Danny: I do not understand, Miss...
Danny: ...Miss Karen. Gav is not an EECS major either...
Karen: Ugh. Don't remind me.
Karen: I have to let you through because of a number of favors he owes us.
Danny: Should that not be the other way around?
Karen: He owes us TOO many favors. If anyone upstairs knew HOW many of his friends I've let into this elevator alone...well Miss Karen would not be working that desk right now...
Danny: Miss Karen is NOT working that desk right now.
Danny: You have to kind of respect that skill level of blackmail.
Karen: Yeah, you kinda do!