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Courage and conviction...two things that have never been my strongest points when they really mattered.

*stalks down the hall to the Emcee's room and places an ear against the door*

Drat.

*turns away and takes two steps before turning back*

*raises a fist to knock, but doesn't*

*turns away a final time*

Some hours of deliberation later.

Right. I know he's in there. And that he's in there alone.

*stalks down the hall AGAIN to the Emcee's room*

*resolutely knocks on the door*

Emcee, it's Herman.

*when nobody answers he knocks again*

Please, mein Herr, I need to speak with you. I must.