User blog comment:Guildmaster Grovyle/JLE Role Play, Spring 2015/@comment-7345250-20150405232041

C. Death-Stalker: "Folderol isn't quite done with his experiments yet. I've been inside the tower a few times lately. More importantly, I've found out some things that I cannot say over the phone without drawing unwanted attention. We need to meet somewhere private."

Goldfin: "Folderol... Alright, where?"

C. Death-Stalker: "Remember that warehouse where you thought Mysterio was hiding? Go to its counterpart at the other end of the pier. Do not use any teleportation within a league of the place. Any time today will suffice, but the longer you dally, the closer Folderol is to figuring me out."

Goldfin: "Right... Wait, how did you get this number anyway?"

C. Death-Stalker: "Blackmail."

Goldfin: "What?!"

C. Death-Stalker: "Do you really care for anypony whose secrets are dark enough that I can use them to gain this number?"

Goldfin: "I guess not."

C. Death-Stalker: "Then I'll see you at the pier."

[Hang-up click]


 * Goldfin also hangs up.

Goldfin: "Okay, um... Good luck with that. I've got something else I need to attend to right now. Power Ponies business and all that. It's about that Folderol creep."