Madison Valley Role Play

[phone call to Amy]

Tonight sounds like the club is gonna be rad and all, and I kind of want to go but I dunno. Are you thinking about going?

[posted on the bulletin board outside the Orange Julius. Written on the back of a torn out Yellow Pages ad with a Mr. Sketch grape scented marker]
Day 185, 13:10, ext: Orange Julius

Yesterday a martian beamed down and scattered identical papers. She put them on cars and in the doorways of my block.

It's my block, I must defend it.

Dutifully, I removed the papers as it is likely that they contain government listening devices or worse, teeny tiny brain taker-overs from the USSR. Damn them and their trickery, damn you martians.

Luckily I have burned all of the papers in my metal drum. I must return to my watch, I fear the end of days are upon us and my little foil hat will be useless to stop the invasion.

Wade out.

( Phone call to Sara Lance )

Did Tandy really need those shoes?