[Someone watching closely might spy someone coming up from behind Grif's right side. Maybe. But the end result is a pale hand appearing on screen just behind his right shoulder and poking his exposed skin.]
Hey. Do your running thing again.
[The off-screen voice sounds feminine, with a "generic American" accent (for those familiar with such things). Grif is the only one who can actually see her at the moment -- her blond hair is pulled into a messy ponytail, and her black long-sleeved shirt and pants are decidedly not beachwear.]
[on Grif's omnicom]
Hey. Do your running thing again.
[The off-screen voice sounds feminine, with a "generic American" accent (for those familiar with such things). Grif is the only one who can actually see her at the moment -- her blond hair is pulled into a messy ponytail, and her black long-sleeved shirt and pants are decidedly not beachwear.]