0735: Tamara has ostensibly left for work; the basement door has shut and latched, ka-thunk.
0736: Roberta goes to the kitchen and butters three great big crackers for a light breakfast. There is a sound from the basement, great brute boots tromping up the stairs: clomp, clomp, clomp...
0736:20: Roberta is thinking, ohGawdohGawd, I'm gonna have to take on the boogyman with only a butterknife?
0736:25: Tamara's cheery voice through the basement door: "Later! First boot-wearing morning since Spring!" Clomp, clomp... The back door slams.
Oh, that. Okay.
BUILDING A 1:1 BALUN
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