Shelley drops her bag and jacket on her chair and scurries over to the Mayor's desk, where his computer is making forlorn beeping noises. Occasionally she wonders if Mister Mayor has some kind of superpower to do with this. Superpower of technological doom.
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Shelley drops her bag and jacket on her chair and scurries over to the Mayor's desk, where his computer is making forlorn beeping noises. Occasionally she wonders if Mister Mayor has some kind of superpower to do with this. Superpower of technological doom.
"Um. What did you press after 'On?'"