"Can I help?"
"No," he says, "but..." distracted look, just this side of wild-eyed panic, "print out whatever we've got."
"Are you sure you want to do that, before we've got the changes back from John?"
Shakes his head, squints, nods, says, "Yeah, just...." runs his hands through his hair, "just sit tight."
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