Doors

[Comm to Bo D]
[Mid-afternoon. Beep.]

[Locked to Preston R]
HQ, feel like actually working today?

[Has anybody ever seen Dylan's angry-scribble? It's pretty much the same as his regular scribble, only with this drawn off to the side.]

YOU'VE DEFEATED ME FOR THE LAST TIME, CANDY!

[Locked to Daniel W]
[After catching a cab home, and locking herself in one of the guest rooms at Aria without talking to anyone. Then, finally giving in and reaching out.] Hey? Hey. You there?

[Private to Harley Q.]

Hey, so just curious. But, what's your criminal record look like since you dropped in this Gotham?

[Locked to Flash T]
I failed at returning to New York as a mature, less socially pathetic nerd, Flash. Please send assistance, before my circuits go into failure overload.