diff --git a/anti-refugee-protests.txt b/anti-refugee-protests.txt
index 3cfcb87..7d218b4 100644
--- a/anti-refugee-protests.txt
+++ b/anti-refugee-protests.txt
@@ -106,7 +106,9 @@ Calvin nodded slowly.
 
 Nikki watched them leave the office, then headed back to her office.
 Letting the Garrison go unpunished stung, although there wasn't another way to get them to help cover up their failure.
-Nikki stopped in the hallway, pivoted and started back to the bullpen.
+Unless there was.
+Nikki stopped in the hallway, stopped in an empty office nearby, and wrote a brief note.
+Then she started back to the bullpen.
 She found her target in a cube near the far end of the office, a young yak who yelped when Nikki stopped in front of her.
 
 —Your brother still works at Justice, right?, Nikki asked.
@@ -130,9 +132,8 @@ Annie looked slightly less panicked.
 	You know Justice, it's tough, but he's happy to be there.
 	Why do you ask?
 
-—Was curious how he was doing, was reminded by a conversation with Adam.
-	You should have him swing by the office at some point, I'd love to see him again.
-	Tell him tomorrow morning, I'll take him to breakfast.
+—Just curious how he was doing, was reminded by a conversation with Adam.
+	Do me a favour, give him this, sometime tonight.
 
 —Yes ma'am, anything else?