I do not think this is where I am supposed to be.
Michael?
So, I need to actually do something this Friday night, not just sit around.
Dan, want to go see a movie or something?
This place is new, but it reminds me of home.
I guess it isn't a bad place to make a new start. The 7th Heaven bar should be open for business in a week or so.
Connor? Murphy?
We really need to talk. Like now. Come up to my penthouse please? It's important.
The case has been wrapped up, and the killer has been arrested. I've tried calling the Jeffersonian but no one seems to want to take my phone calls. I can't even reach Booth.
I'm actually almost worried.
New York, huh?
This could be fun.
I have no idea how I managed to create a dragon. I think I summoned it from somewhere. You’d think, after doing magic since I was twelve, that I would have stopped doing things accidentally. Especially as most of time it’s just like breathing, and people don’t accidentally breathe wrong or anything, do they? Sometimes magic can be a right pain in the arse.
Other times it results in tiny dragons that enjoy sleeping on my head.
John, is there anything you want to do for your fortieth birthday? I wouldn’t have mentioned anything but as you declared it in a public forum I figured that it was safe to ask.
River.
...do you want to go out for coffee?
This is not amusing. And very confusing.
How am I in this body?