“Be advised Assistant Principal Mailer is on intercept course,” buzzes the little voice. Staley pops her gum one more time and flicks it under a water fountain just as Mailer turns the corner, oblivious. She grins.
“Be advised the intersection ahead was recently mopped. Be advised Andrew Khoi is no longer within fifty meters of your position.”
Finally, she thinks, and stops to open her compact. “Be advised that your facial makeup is excessive.”
Staley growls and flicks the Wingit, hard, and of course hurts her own ear.
“Be advised that you are smarter than that, young lady,” it says primly.