"Roger Mattie. WJ7V needs lights at the Cleveland Department Store. Anybody else? Over."

"SC7NJT."

"Well, if it isn't the Mayor's office. Is that you Mister Mayor or just the hapless messenger? Over."

The Mayor's attitude and tone came across much more mellow than when he first called, "Sarah, I want you to know I ... that is we, think you're doing a great job. You, and the boys at KMPR, over."

Sarah snickered, glanced at Max and whispered, "Boys." She giggled, deepened her southern drawl, then leaned into her mike, "Why thank you Mister Mayor. Why ever did you call ... Hun? Over."

"Now you listen here, Sarah. You tell your people I've ordered all looters shot on sight. We'll have none of that in Seattle ... not on my watch! Over."

"Oh really? And how are you going to get the cops up the streets? We need the cops, Mister Mayor, to help us save people, not shoot 'em. Net Control out!"

Sarah slammed her pencil down and folded her arms in a huff.

Several seconds later, A7BB broke the silence, "Net Control can't say 'out.' Everybody knows that, Sarah."

Sarah started to laugh, "Good heavens, BB, you off that cliff yet?"

"Don't I wish. The good news is, I think the aftershocks have stopped. The bad news is, the Mayor forgot to give his non-existent call sign. A guy can get in a lot of trouble with the FCC over that. A7BB, over."