"I...don't know," he answered, shaking his head. "Prophet articles...I haven't gone out in weeks." He certainly hadn't been up to anything nefarious when he had gone out, definitely nothing to warrant attention from the Prophet.
Then, almost instantaneously, something in his mind clicked and his head shot up. "Twittering," the name was almost venomous falling from his lips but she had mentioned having earned a job with the Prophet in that owl. She had something to do with this.