bright light city

Well, hello Vegas. My my my.

There's this part of my brain, waaaay in the back, that's telling me that kidnapping generally isn't a good thing and I should probably be exhibiting hulk-like rage at my current situation...

But then the rest of my brain sees Vegas and this handy credit card, and tells that other part to cram it.

That other part finally listened when it saw my extremely attractive new roommate. Hey there, Vanessa.

But still...this is pretty weird. Even by my extremely skewed Sunnydalian perspective. In fact, this whole sitch positively reeks of Summers and the weird crap that is always happening to her. Come on, Dawnie. Are you in on this? Olly olly oxen free.

Thanks, but no thanks.

( 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?

Tattoos? Eww.