Doors

[Group lock to Tess A & Iris R]
Moved back to Aria. Shut the fuck up. Both of you. Also, updates?

[Locked to Louis D]
Done hiding?

[Call to Neil D]
[About 3 am, after falling asleep working on a sculpture plan on the couch. Ring.]

[Locked to Peter P.]

[...] Hey.

( Special Delivery )

[She's paged through the journal more than once and seen both of their names. Of course.]

[Nell M]
Surprise. Your papa sent me to check on you. And as I'm far more reasonable than he will ever be, let's figure out what sort of doctored truth I'm going to tell him. And if you promise to tell me the actual truth, I promise to tell him something believable. Deal?


[Anton S]
Your life partner has sent the (rather low key, I admit) cavalry to check up on you - are you shocked or not?

[After this.]

[Locked to Harry O]
Lunch is off. Mary Jane and I [...] couldn't agree on things. Still on for dinner with your dad?

[Bluetooth to Bo Davis]
[Notification beep. Midnight. No visual, but the GPS puts her in her house.]

[Locked to Arthur, Ariadne, Eames, and Chris R.]

Meet Chris, he's going to be with us on the next job.