Another delightful morning, sweethearts—nothing like waking up to the wailing of Corsairs over open comms to go with my first cup of chamomile. Music to my ears.
Now, back to business: I’ve reviewed your claims, and miracle of miracles they check out, your credits have been dispatched. Try not to fritter them away faster than you rack up the kills, hmm?
And Mr. Kontrol, my deepest regrets, but Michelle and I already have a positively frenzied Bingo night on the calendar. Rain-check, cupcake?