Deaton
I think you and I need to have a chat, old friend.
How did you make yourself anonymous on the network? Mine just already had a username and takes sporadic avatar shots with the webcam. Call me curious.
...oh my God, I hate you. Redbull and Tylenol. Stat.
Drinks?Fucking please?Are we still on for that?
Okay, I'm cavingsince more came in last night, looks like, and that means Kate's probably right that you guys just...aren't going to send us home because you want to keep your own, so I might as well settle the hell in, huh?...what do you need from me if I want my identity and NYU degree back...?
Once I get the motivation to leave this bed I'm going to the store. We're out of coffee. And probably food - but it's mostly the coffee I'm concerned with. Anything you guys need?
What do you know about that Jackson kid?
Thanks, for you help. It means a lot.
I'm free this upcoming week if you'd like to meet for coffee one day to chat.
This doesn't mean I'm not still pissed at you, but thank you.
Sorry we didn't get to talk the other day - would you like to go for a run sometime?
Did you find Kate?
Peter found her; he's going after Kate. I've got Cora. I'll get her home. Meet me back at the loft.
Cora's been missing for a day and a half. We've been looking everywhere. I know what Laura said and I get it...but we could use the help from a distance. I think Kate has her.