Ever so prudently, Goldy wore earplugs for this meeting, though they can't be seen through her luxuriant tresses. So she doesn't wince or grimace at Zed's monstrous roar. On the contrary, she looks quite delighted by it.
"Oh, that was a thing of beauty. I hope you got that, Jen. I know I'm going to want to see it over and over again."
Grinning madly, she pulls out the digital decibel reader from her jacket pocket and checks the measurement.
"Yes!" she then exclaims.
"One hundred and twelve decibels. I told you he'd top a jet at a hundred yards. That's fifty bucks you owe me, girlfriend."
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Date: 2008-07-15 06:17 am (UTC)"Oh, that was a thing of beauty. I hope you got that, Jen. I know I'm going to want to see it over and over again."
Grinning madly, she pulls out the digital decibel reader from her jacket pocket and checks the measurement.
"Yes!" she then exclaims.
"One hundred and twelve decibels. I told you he'd top a jet at a hundred yards. That's fifty bucks you owe me, girlfriend."