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So...funny story.

I may have possibly misplaced a small child.

Is there a lost and found or something for those?

Being "married" to a guy I don't even know is still awkward as all hell.

Aside from that, I should find a job and see about going back to school. Does the college around here have a good pre-med program?

Amy and I realized that it's been a couple days and we hadn't said anything, so we wanted announce that Melody Williams, or Pond depending on who you're talking to, was born on the twentieth. She happy, healthy and beautiful. We couldn't be happier. Okay, so we would be happier if we could actually be together without other people around and I'd be happier if I could actually kiss my wife.

[ Cue Hal's much more panicked breathing because he just woke up in a strange bed next to...someone that wasn't a pillow he may have tossed around at some point during the night or Alex staring at him because, well, she is quite odd and doesn't have much to do seeing as she's a ghost but this is not Honolulu Heights. This is not his room. ]

I've gone mad. It's the only cle--is he breathing? [ His panic has clearly deterred him from anything else there's more rustling and he checks on...the other man. Who is alive. And not dead, which he assumes is good at this point.

Then Hal's out of bed and moving towards the door with a loud slam. ] This must be someone's idea of a sick joke. This is Alex's idea of a sick joke. [ A pause. ] Why am I wearing a wedding ring?