Answering the Call

Your greeting echoed in my mind, and I knew it was time to establish dominance in this arena. Right next to the white console lay an obstacle: a heavy black television remote control, angled like an inclined ramp. I stepped forward, grabbed its rubberized edge with both hands, and levered it upright to test its resistance. It wobbled, then snapped flat onto the wooden surface with a decisive, resounding thud. That is how we make an entrance. I heard you loud and clear.