Me: Ok, there’s a situation….
HQ person in charge: Where’s the commander?
Me: I don’t really know, but I know that Megan is wearing her skin and calling himself Human Candace.
HQ PIC: …what?
And then behind me, the form of an Omnic wearing a torn and bloody human skin smashed against the booth window. Everybody flinched. The bottom of Megan’s face was visible through the gaping mouth of the skin.
Megan: I am Human Candace! We shall interact! That is what humans do!
Me: *holds up the clipboard where I’ve written HELP all over the paper*
HQ PIC: um
Megan: We could kiss!
Megan: Humans enjoy kissing. Perhaps it is YOU who are not human!
Me: Human Candace! I am on the phone. Protocol demands you wait until communication is complete!
And then he sat down to wait right there and me and the HQ PIC had to find things to talk about until help could arrive.
Training tomorrow! We’ll see what happens.