"Hey, tigerbot, what's on your processor?" Jazz purred, edging his voice with a sultry smile he didn't feel. Just three more calls and he could go home...
"I - er. I'm sorry, this was a bad idea. I'm sorry to waste your time."
"Hey, hey," Jazz coaxed, dropping the smoulder for a more nuturing pose. "Don't hang up on me yet. People don't call us unless they're lookin' for something. Maybe I can talk you through it, huh?"
He was rewarded with a moment's silence and a slow exvent. "I suppose there's very little that could surprise a mechanism in your line of work."
Smart and a sexy voice, Jazz wanted to say, but you couldn't flirt too obviously with the shy ones. "Not much, no. C'mon, spill. Tell ol' Shadowgold what he can do for you."
Another exvent, the bot on the other end of the line gathering his courage. "Well... there's this bot I see on the newscasts all the time, and - it's so stupid, but I'm smitten with him. Have you heard of Optimus Prime?"
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"I - er. I'm sorry, this was a bad idea. I'm sorry to waste your time."
"Hey, hey," Jazz coaxed, dropping the smoulder for a more nuturing pose. "Don't hang up on me yet. People don't call us unless they're lookin' for something. Maybe I can talk you through it, huh?"
He was rewarded with a moment's silence and a slow exvent. "I suppose there's very little that could surprise a mechanism in your line of work."
Smart and a sexy voice, Jazz wanted to say, but you couldn't flirt too obviously with the shy ones. "Not much, no. C'mon, spill. Tell ol' Shadowgold what he can do for you."
Another exvent, the bot on the other end of the line gathering his courage. "Well... there's this bot I see on the newscasts all the time, and - it's so stupid, but I'm smitten with him. Have you heard of Optimus Prime?"