Don't worry, no one from my side is threatening us. So you can tuck in that thought and put to bed. Or bury it! That's more preferable.

[ she sits up briefly to reach her cellular device that was stored away on one of the rafter boards, and begins to browse through the network super quickly for any updates before she really starts hitting the hay. ]

... I wonder what the boneheads are up to tonight on the broadcast. They're always saying something weird on this thing.