[Sound of something falling over off-camera.]
"Sorry! Sorry! Pardon me." Adama said, backing onto the set. His arms were clutching a messy stack of papers to his chest. He turned around and saw Roy. "Oops." He plunked down into a chair, looking harried.
Have I caught you at a bad time?
"No, no, it's always like this I'm afraid." He began trying to organize his papers. "Have you seen my pencil?"
It's behind your ear.
"Oh, thanks. Sorry, this'll just take a moment to clear up." Just then a woman staggered onto the set, carrying a two-foot stack of manila folders barely held in place by her thin arms. She let them drop heavily to the ground at the back of the set and straightened up, brushing off her clothes.
"Ah, Sandy, thanks. Could you take these too please?" said Adama, handing her his load of papers. She took them with a sigh and pushed her glasses higher up on her nose.
That's not the "invisible girl," is it?
"What invisible girl? I don't know why everybody keeps telling me about her," Adama grumbled. Behind him, the aforementioned "invisible girl" stuck her head onto the set and waved at the readers. "No, this is my research assistant Sandy. She's helping me get things organized."
Well, shall we get started?
"Sure, fire away." Adama settled himself more comfortably.
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