NFinkelman:	Send me that link again.
F T F O I:	can't.
NFinkelman:	What?  C'mon...
NFinkelman:	Consider it payment for fucking up my life.
F T F O I:	The server is secret.  We think we can trust you, but 
		the last port I opened for you is still active.  It 
		closes in 24 hours. 
NFinkelman:	Just send it again.
NFinkelman:	And why the hell WOULDN'T you be able to trust me?  
		You trusted me with that seventh floor shit...
F T F O I:	ssshhh!  Spies abound when you're on JLS business.
NFinkelman:	I swear, you people can be such bitches...
F T F O I:	Listen, do you want in or not?
NFinkelman:	Yes, I do.
F T F O I:	Then you HAVE to read the literature.  I'm going to 
		try to override that last port and send you a new one.
F T F O I:	If you find any Yen flying, grab one, okay?
F T F O I:	::types frantically::
NFinkelman:	::Rolls eyes in exasperation::
F T F O I:	¥
		¥
		¥
		¥
F T F O I:	shit...that's not good...
F T F O I:	get them!
F T F O I:	::types frantically again::
NFinkelman:	Krissy sent me this link yesterday, you melodramatic 
		SOB.
F T F O I:	Read the archives, they're unlocked.
NFinkelman:	They were "unlocked" yesterday, too.
NFinkelman:	YOU ASSHOLES ASKED ALISON TO JOIN AND NOT ME?
F T F O I:	The Candy Cane Queen oft does as she pleases.  She's 
		a spy, and a traitor.  READ THE LITERATURE!
F T F O I:	I can't offer you any more until you become informed.
NFinkelman:	But it's long and there's a lot of it.
F T F O I:	::cuts data transmission::