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Show Coffee Drinkers Preferred Page 58 of 307 this was spy stuff but it wasn't. It was just a souped-up video-capture program like almost all computer systems have these days. I learned my way around that application in about~~five minutes. It had an add-on application that controlled the mike. I practiced casually using the mike and the camera together. I had some earbuds in and figured I looked like I was listening to music. The two young ladies at the farthest end of the place had no idea I was listening in on how Jessica really had been with Joe. One of the girls had "seen him first." Amazing. I couldn't hear milk frothing. I couldn't hear chatter. I could simply hear them, and some audio hiss, because I had to raise the volume up all the way. The max range of this thing was closer to thirty and nowhere near the fifty that the documentation promised. I felt ready with the laptop; time to start playing with the phone. It was a new touch screen iteration. All bright and flashy with applications and functions galore. I got it. I could do the same things with my phone. I learned the ins and outs of taking pictures with it in about three minutes. Now I was ready and could truly sit back and enjoy my coffee while IN casually caught up on some electronic correspondence. Of course I had my eyes peeled on the door. When Ralph walked through with his mistress, I was going to be ready. I had already figured out how I would casually readjust the laptop to give me |
