<div class="floatleft"><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><div align="center">(https://files.catbox.moe/k872lq.jpg)<br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: Georgia;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 11pt;"><strong>Calvin Luther</strong></span><br/><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 10pt;">CGDA Nicky<br/><br/><span style="text-decoration: overline;">           </span></span></span></div></td><td>(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/4/4d/AlTeregoSeparator.png)</td></tr></tbody></table></div><br/>Lippy's comment about her preferences make me smile. I'm glad she's being frank and honest, and it also makes me wonder about what all this assignment may require of us.<br/><br/>I find the new phone set up clearly and simply enough, and Margot Fenring's number is already there. I open Signal and make the call.  I'm pleased to reach an assistant instead of her, so that I can set up an appointment to meet with her with fewer details than I might have had to provide if I'd spoken with her directly. I'd like to see her responses as free of preparation as I can get them.  I book an hour meeting, at 11:00 tomorrow.  Plenty of time to get in, get settled, and it also avoids givig away any feeling of urgency on our part.<br/><br/>"Done and done," I announce after closing the call, but my companion may already be asleep.