Next morning, Rita returned to a less than pristine abode. While re-organizing her e-books, she found a mini holograph player hidden under a shelf. She turned it on.
Whoever this is receiving this message, this is Cindi...
"Oh, Maker!", Rita squeaked. She continued the holograph.
...I'm sorry if any trouble was caused with my hiding in your apartment. It was the first out I saw in getting away from Droid control. Many thanks, though. From the looks of the place I'm assuming you are a droid, so I'll end by asking you to help the cause. Supporters have a special telewave for recognition. Details will be paged on that signal at 1700 sharp tomorrow . Cindi, out.