[ There's a long pause, in which Silco debates calling someone else to take care of it, or ignoring the message, or asking for a picture, but it all seems, somehow, like less trouble than simply taking care of this himself.
He knocks. Three raps of his knuckles on the door. And, as soon as it's open: ]
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He knocks. Three raps of his knuckles on the door. And, as soon as it's open: ]
Sir. You needed help with your television?