[There's an odd balance in the guy's broken tune: something deep in there is sure and steady, but it's buried under a layer of uncertainty so thick that it's all but drowned out, bass notes so low they're nearly inaudible.]
[But they're still there, and the blond is still feeling them, and that's what counts.]
No problem. If the statue's as big as you say, it'll be tough to miss.
[J falls in step easily behind him, keeping pace as they head towards the building. He gestures towards the elevator.]
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[But they're still there, and the blond is still feeling them, and that's what counts.]
No problem. If the statue's as big as you say, it'll be tough to miss.
[J falls in step easily behind him, keeping pace as they head towards the building. He gestures towards the elevator.]
Think we can take that up?