Re: Call: Sam/Neil
I think I'd go fucking nuts without my art. I think that's what you're saying, right? Something you feel passionate about? See, told you that there was nothing you'd die for or without. [There's a grin in her voice, despite the pain that's making it through now-chattering teeth.] And just different. Not the same as I was before moving here. I want shit I never wanted before. [A sound of agreement, and another hiss of pain, louder, as she moves toward the Venetian with more speed.] Well, we have one now. Looks like she's going to try to hide on the Phantom stage.