Doors

There's a metal tree growing in the backyard.

[ETA and locked to Sam A.]

Did you leave me a present in the back yard?

[ETA: Locked to Tiffani R.]
[After her conversation with Liam]

I need one of the basement rooms starting at 5 on Wednesday night.

After the memories fade, sunday
[Phone Call: Archie M/Tiffani R]

Ring, Ring

Missing something?

[Call to cell after this]

Ring, Ring

After spending her afternoon in bed with Archie

[Public]

Who knew coffee could turn into something wonderful? Shit, I can't say anything because of Tristan Today was a good day. 

Woah, I can take the reigns on this thing? Sweet! This guy has got a seriously large stick right up his ass, it was really starting to get on my last nerve.

Anyway, what's a girl got to do for fun 'round here? It is Vegas after all, I'm sure I could get into some right good trouble~

[As Ethan C.]

Vegas is the best. I saw these two hookers fighting over a twenty in the parking lot of this frozen yogurt place.. and get this, the frozen yogurt place had cake batter flavor. Which when you top it with fruity pebbles is like a magical wonderland of cake and fruit, but without the pain of actual fruit.

Yeah, it was a good day.

[Locked to Loren C]
[After an unfortunate amount of heavy thinking.] So my hacker couldn't find much. Just some mercenary soldier shit, and some crap about your family and your school.

[Locked to Anton S]
I have one of those Robin kids shoving Iris out the door, but I'm not super hopeful. If he falls on his face, we're going through that stupid door and, I don't know, refusing to leave unless she comes home.

[Locked to Louis D]
This is the part where I ask if you're even still alive.

[Locked to Tiffani R]
Thanks for the hookers, the grub and the mostly clean bed, Mouse. Done with my work for the Boss, so probably heading out in a day or so.

Why has my kitchen been taken over by health food? Did you bring it? There's something green in the refrigerator and I want it gone.

I've tried just about everything. Long walks in the park, soft music, light reading, alcohol, more alcohol. My sister gave me a freakin' manicure for fuck's sake.

So, anyone have any suggestions on how to break a long term bout of Writer's Block? It's really starting to cramp my style.

[Email to Tiffani R]

Hey, I'm Tristan's sister. I'm going to be at the Gardens for a day or two while I do some work here, but she said I could email you with anything I need. Since my darling sister doesn't believe in eating anything green, could you bring by something later? Salad, or frak, anything that's not processed?

[The contents of this post get deleted after a very fitful night's sleep, though the post itself remains, blank.]

[After this got really ugly.]

[Public]
"Part of me just wants to make your nightmares come true by paying her a visit." Yeah? You sick fucking bastard. Fine. Put your money where your dick is. Or do your balls shrivel up when someone calls you out?

[Public; Jane F]

Okay, this tech advancement is incredibly helpful but I could really use Erik and Darcy with this.  It's kind of a lot for just one person.

[Private]

[It's nothing more than a much edited and beloved list of things she needs. After returning to Las Vegas, she crossed off the software component. It was already written, though Tristan doesn't know how.

Servers
Body - Ask Sam
Software - Data collection
Software - Comparative analysis
Software -
Hardware - Petabyte disk (Too much?)
Hardware - Robotics
Hardware - Processor

Only the hard drive is new.]

[Sam A]
How are the stitches healing? Anyone else causing you trouble?

[Tiffani R]
I need you to purchase me a Petabyte hard drive.

[Public]
I found my car. Any good garages in the area?