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Message: <blockquote data-quote="CanadienneBacon" data-source="post: 6493765" data-attributes="member: 11146">Garvey purses her lips, considering.  "I'll do you one better, Mr. Kennedy.  We'll go together to Judge Magnus-Stinson's chambers, all of us.  You can wait in the hall while Judge reviews the paperwork.  If she has questions, the marshals will escort you to chambers so Judge can ask.  I'll get Mr. Hogsett to meet us there; as long as he's present for an in camera interview, it won't be ex parte, so no harm no foul.  You can each have a signed copy of the paperwork as soon as Judge signs.  No need for UPS courier.  As for the rest of your desires, I'm not authorized to negotiate a reduction in your sentences any further than what's on the table."  Garvey leans back and considers the others in turn.  "If you don't like what's on offer today, I can present a counteroffer to my boss, but that won't happen until..." Garvey consults her watch before continuing, "Tuesday next week.  He's in DC at a conference.  And he'll have to get clearance, and then paperwork...."  Garvey's eyes slide to Feral.  "You're looking at ten days until we present your counteroffer, then probably a month for higher-up to respond, then another 30 days beyond that for Mr. Hogsett to look it over and weigh in.  No clue what he'll say.  He's running for Mayor of Indy, and with the election cycle so close, he may not like bartering with inmates.  All told, it's probably April before I come back your way with the government's reply to a counteroffer."  [sblock=Sense Motive]Garvey seems sincere.  She might be trying to cajole you into agreeing to the deal, but if your own experience navigating a trial, plea agreement, sentencing, and transfer to a correctional facility is anything to go on, she's just highlighting the fact that the government is a bureaucracy and a slow-moving one.  She seems perfectly willing to take all of you to Judge Magnus-Stinson's chambers, and to make sure you get a signed copy of your reduced sentence.[/sblock]Garvey purses her lips a second time and shrugs.  "I guess this is where I say 'take it or leave it,' at least for today."  Garvey eyes J.R..  "The Bun-Bun is allegedly emitting a signal in some weird language, with intermittent transmission in English.  No clue what the language is, none of our sources can ID it.  But I've got a recorded interception of the transmission in English, hang on a moment."  Garvey leans down and extracts a small recording device from her bag, puts the device on the table, and pushes play.  A staticky tinny voice whines into the interview room.  "You must [STATIC] the Wee Bee Toys store [WHINE] Broad Ripple and acquire a BunBun electronic rabbit within [BUZZ] hour.  You must go to that [WHINE] store.  You must [BUZZ].  You may go with any many [STATIC]."Garveys pushes stop on the recording device.  "Fisher Price makes the BunBun toy.  Remember Furbys, about ten years ago?  This thing is roughly the same size.  It's got a computer chip in it, it learns phrases a kid says to it repeatedly.  My niece is dying for one.  Pretty popular toy.  As for why we haven't gone in, no clue, that's above my pay grade.  And that's about the sum of what I know, other than my instructions to take you by van to your new residence.  If you agree and sign on the dotted line, that is."[sblock=Otter]Garvey's accent reveals that she's East coast private school educated.  Probably Ivy League, but maybe some place like Bryn Mawr.  A woman's college, probably.  She detests being in what she considers a filthy MRSA-ridden prison, and she's probably going to wash her hands and bathe in anti-bacterial gel the second she's out of FCI Terre Haute.  Hell, she's probably got anti-bacterial gel stashed in her handbag.  She thinks she's above what essentially amounts to service as a glorified courier for inmates--that's a sheriff's flunky's work--and she's pissed that she's here having to deal with Mr. Cyril Kennedy and some queer transgender woman.  Man?  Hell, she can't even figure out if Feral is male or female.  What Garvey wants is to broker a deal, get out of here quick, and get back to D.C..  Hoosiers are nice, but the food in Indiana has done nothing for her waistline.The BunBun is an extremely popular toy.  It sold out last Christmas.  In October.  It's the kind of toy that people brain each other over.  It's got a computer chip, like Garvey said, but it should NOT be transmitting signal.  Other than standard computer wiring for a miniature block of RAM, a microscopic hard drive, and a speaker, there's just really not enough hardware in a BunBun to transmit signal.  Unless there was a mass manufacturing FUBAR.  Or a purposeful manufacturing redesign.  And that's an interesting thought.  Who owns Fisher Price toys, again?  Otter can't remember.[/sblock]</blockquote>

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