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Victor is so far having a lovely day. She had breakfast with her girls and Jude, even if it was only on skype, and she was eating mushy scrambled hospital eggs.

She's sewing now, a teddy bear for the new Kent baby. She still can't use her arm well, so that's by her side, and she's careful not to lift it, just using her fingers, her wrist. She's adept at adapting.

So far, the teddy bear definitely has a red cape. She's whistling.

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"I have heard little music in such a long time love. Sing it for me."

This is basically a perfect Victor song, since she just might be the most likely to have zero qualms about pulling a bank job.

She cares very little about laws, except to cover her tail. She cares very much about people.

She starts singing, in a clear, ironic voice. "It was an upset in two minutes flat. We were back on the freeway, foot to the mat. I can't understand it; we had it down pat. It's very upsetting, could we leave it at that? We all had positions; we each had a role. We'd over-rehearsed it; we had full control. They can't teach you acting, it's there in your soul. It's the same with a bank job, and each thing we stole.

"So I don't need attitude 'cause you knew just what to do. We all did our best now. We all need to rest now. Leave me alone. Wait by the phone."

Her smile gets a little wider here, the singing gets a little more oomph to it. It's clearly her favorite verse. "I was the driver; you ran the show. You had the last word, the go or no go. I knew every laneway in Ontario. But it's not what you're sure of, it's what you don't know. It should have been filled with the usual ones throwing their cash into mutual funds. We all had our ski masks and sawed-off shotguns but how do you plan for a bank full of nuns?

"Well, I guess we panicked - we all have taboos. And they were like zebras; they had us confused. We should be in condos with oceanfront views. Instead we're most-wanted on the six o'clock news

"So I don't need attitude, 'cause you knew just what to do. We all did our best now. We all need to rest now. Leave me alone. And wait by the phone."

Her voice gets softer, almost a pleading tone to it, she's really playing this up. "Inside the police car you tried to explain your crisis of conscience; the voice in your brain. And now that the whole thing has gone down the drain I think we all know who should shoulder the blame. 'Cause you made a choice there, almost sublime. I'm all for compassion, just not on my dime. You looked like an amateur, and that's the real crime, so I'll take a walk now, and you do the time

"And I don't need attitude, 'cause you knew just what to do. We all did our best now. We all need to rest now. Leave me alone. There's no need to phone."

For most of the song, Lorne has his eyes closed and a look of pure enjoyment on his face. He smiles when she gets into the song. And when there is a pleading tone to Victor's voice, he chuckles.

"Lovely. Gorgeous."

"It's basically almost my favorite song ever," she says.

"I can see why love. And its good to see you smile."

"You're a darlin', honey. I've really missed you!"

"I will visit. Often online."

"Good. Very good." Having a plan, a mission, has put her in much better spirits. "I really look forward to it."

He blows a kiss at her. There is a noise behind him. And he smiles apologetically. "Gotta go. See you later."

"See you later, sweetie! Have a good day." She wiggles her fingers goodbye.

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