Re: Peggy C./Pepper P.
[Registering. There's a slither of cotton. A very thin hum (electric) and the weighted close of a fridge; clatter of ice and liquid, all of it underneath the words.]
I thought if anyone would know what was going on, what happened after at the Tower, it might be you. Anyone who might be able to tell me, that is. [Pause. Glass, ice.] I spent all day with the new office, you see. Here on the west coast.