[Oh, well, there's a welcome voice. He tears his eyes away from the trapdoor - hadn't he just seen movement there a second ago? It's still now, and shut well - and turns in his seat to face Gene fully, as he scrubs his fingers through his shaggy hair and dislodges his hat in the process. Whoops, better fix that.]
Hey. Did you happen to see that?
[Never mind the rest of it for a second, as he nods toward the trap door.]
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Hey. Did you happen to see that?
[Never mind the rest of it for a second, as he nods toward the trap door.]