[Well, Jiminy Christmas. Note to self not to talk to Whelk before he’s had his coffee. Gansey raises his eyebrows a bit at the “daddy” comment, considers for a moment how to respond. Before he can, Whelk is bent over trying - and failing - to use the intercom system. Gansey purses his lips a little and crouches down to set his books on the floor, then takes out his phone - the newest iPhone model, but of course.]
No worries. I should have signal—- ah, three bars should do. [He dials the office’s main number and puts the phone to his ear, then shortly begins engaging in a conversation that Whelk will only hear one side of.]
Ah. Good morning Ms. Fitzpatrick. Yes, Richard Gansey. Oh! Wonderful to hear from you as well.
Yes, well, there seems to be a bit of a problem with the elevator in the East wing. It’s stuck. Me and Mr. Whelk, yes. [He glances at his professor, eyebrows raised again.] Yes, he teaches Latin.
The intercom isn’t working I’m afraid—- Ah, yes. Well, I trust you will see to this promptly. We are both very busy men after all. [A perfectly polished, albeit loaded laugh echoes around the elevator.] Yes, of course. Do contact me if there’s any trouble— Yes, this number’s fine. Wonderful. Goodbye.
[Now to Whelk, smile retracted from outwardly amicable to something perfectly civil and polite, though not much more.]
She’ll be on the phone with maintenance now. Might have to call a specialist. Nothing to worry about. I’m sure they’ll find someone to cover your first class should it take more than twenty minutes.
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No worries. I should have signal—- ah, three bars should do. [He dials the office’s main number and puts the phone to his ear, then shortly begins engaging in a conversation that Whelk will only hear one side of.]
Ah. Good morning Ms. Fitzpatrick. Yes, Richard Gansey. Oh! Wonderful to hear from you as well.
Yes, well, there seems to be a bit of a problem with the elevator in the East wing. It’s stuck. Me and Mr. Whelk, yes. [He glances at his professor, eyebrows raised again.] Yes, he teaches Latin.
The intercom isn’t working I’m afraid—- Ah, yes. Well, I trust you will see to this promptly. We are both very busy men after all. [A perfectly polished, albeit loaded laugh echoes around the elevator.] Yes, of course. Do contact me if there’s any trouble— Yes, this number’s fine. Wonderful. Goodbye.
[Now to Whelk, smile retracted from outwardly amicable to something perfectly civil and polite, though not much more.]
She’ll be on the phone with maintenance now. Might have to call a specialist. Nothing to worry about. I’m sure they’ll find someone to cover your first class should it take more than twenty minutes.