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_{[Well, fine, then! This might work out better for her--er, Cal, actually, though it'll be easier to bear innocent witness to his aweome letter. So, she actually enters the building via the front entrance (so this is what this place looks like...huh), and takes the elevator up. She may or may not be bouncing in place and giggling, but by the time the ding for her floor goes off, she clears her throat and tries to smooth our her face. Pokerface, pokerface, think Da--pfft, hahaha, oh man, he is so going to freak when he sees that! Okay, no, Jane, be the master prankster. You are the master prankster. You got this, but only if you don't slip up.

Man, that is for amateurs.

Resolved, Jane heads down the hallway, and finds his door and knocks.]}