Rooms

[Clem was looking at her watch, waiting for the SVU detective to show at the scene. Midday now, and homicide came first, but it was SVU they were waiting on. The woman who found the body was waiting patient, over on a bench, and her children running 'round like it was just another day.

The body was draped with a blanket, and the NYPD patrol officer was leaning against his car, watching that woman on the bench and filling out report. Clem, she was tired as could be. Dressed in her blues, her jacket off and tossed in the passenger's seat of the ambulance, and her partner off getting them both something cold to drink from that food cart across the way.

She couldn't eat a thing, but that wasn't real surprising. The girl beneath the blanket, she looked real bad, and Clem lost her appetite whenever they came to scenes like this. They were still waiting on Forensics, and Dispatch was real long gone off the line, and Clem just wished the damn man coming would hurry, so the morgue could get this girl taken in, and so the smell of burning hair could work its way on out of Clem's nose.]

[Public]

Does anyone know if a Pan Galactic Gargle Blaster exists in some door? I would very much appreciate directions.

[Mikey C]

Leo's gone. [...] Does that mean you're going to leave soon, too?

[Flash T]

[Nothing on the journal, but Donna's crafted a whole bunch of lvl 60 gear for him~]

[Mingmei S]

I'm going to be setting up some investor meetings soon. If they get to the negotiation point, would you be willing to join me?

[After this conversation.]

Got anything you feel like telling me?

[Aloud to Tony S]
[From inside her containment cell; she figures he can hear what happens inside, even if it's transmitted to him elsewhere.] Um, Mr. Stark, sir? I don't think he meant it literally, but I think maybe I should warn you that Jason said he was going to tear me apart. He doesn't know my location, but I figured it would be responsible to inform you of the situation.

[Jason T./Tony S.]

Calm down.