bright light city

Um, I just looked in the mirror and I can...I can see right through myself.

//Filtered to Ryan//

Something's seriously wrong. I think you should stay away from me. Just for a little while. I don't know if it's like, contagious or something.

It seems we're not getting out of here anytime soon. So, it is time I introduced all of you to a little thing I like to call Chrismukkah. Perhaps this year, the Chrismukkah miracle will be the biggest and best Chrismukkah miracle of all time.

What do you say? Who's with me? A little celebration despite our recent incarceration? Because let's face it, folks, that's what it is. Jail without the bars. We have these handy, dandy and now conveniently invisible tattoos to keep us in this city. Personally, I think they fade so that we'll forget they're there and then suffer horrible pain when we try to leave.

We're stuck here, people. We might as well make the best of it. A little Chrismukkah joy is what we all need.

Thanks, but no thanks.

I'm dreaming. I've got to be dreaming.

Tattoos? Vaguely threatening corporations with names that start with Z. A James Bond looking credit card.

Maybe I feel too materialistic? I view myself as a sell out? Because I gave into the alien thing so easily? I wonder what Freud would've said about barcode tattoos. I wonder why I feel inclined to use the internet as a dream diary. Don't they say you can't read in dreams? That's weird.

( filtered to Will )

The enrollment period for the second semester at the high school just opened up. If anyone wants to enroll, which I encourage, I can help you with the paperwork.

Excuse me, person in charge? Mr. Zenner? I think you've made a huge mistake. You see, Seth Cohen and The Vegas? That is not a good thing. You see, last time Seth Cohen and his good buddy, Ryan Atwood visited your fair city, bad things ensued. I mean, how was I supposed to know they were professional call girls? I thought they were just college students and okay, I was trying to make Summer jealous and ended up being out a whole lot of money. I learned my lesson from this. Oh yes, indeed I did. So, if you could just put me back where I belong, which is Newport, in case there was a question, and we can call it a day.

Deal?

Hey, at least it's not Tijuana right?

Tattoos? Eww.