"Atin, knock it off." Uzulee stops to give the clone a slug on the back which makes him grunt. "Can't you see you're creeping people out?"

Atin sighs and puts the cookie down. "You guys couldn't tell that was my voice?"

"You should've been able to tell how they were feeling." Uzulee gives him another whack.

The clone blushes. "I was kind of distracted by another conversation."

"Well your screen saver stunk." The tiny brunette scowls at him, though her anger isn't of the scary sort, even with the whacks she's administered.