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So here's the thing: I asked for these "margaritas" Charlie boasted about and he thought he needed to teach me how to use the internet while we were drinking them. Let me tell you, he did not need to teach me this. One minute, everything's fine and the drinks are good and you're wearing actual clothes that aren't Weird Sisters underpants, and the next minute you're reading surprise details about your former DADA professor's family jewels and you can never unknow this information. The internet is basically the Knockturn Alley of the Muggle 21st century. Why did you do this, Muggles? Why?

I'll try very hard to forget by the next time I see you, Professor. The next margarita might help.

It does not seem right that it was only Christmas two weeks ago for me and now it is my birthday. I feel as though I have cheated and skipped ahead. I will take this excuse to eat cake, though. It seems more legitimate than my usual claim of needing to eat for two and that includes any cake intake.

PRIM EVERDEEN

Hi. Can I talk to you about something?

Diana Prince

Clark's gone.

I don't suppose my old room is still available for Jonathan and I?

Clearly this is the work of a true artist. It really has been an amazing trip and it's a wonderful opportunity to learn more about the culture. I never want to just be a tourist, and everyone I met has been really patient with me and my poor Spanish.

I'll be back in town tomorrow before rehearsal.

I've never been a fan of quarantine protocols, but 48 hours seems a little excessive.

Kara? Are you here?

Those of you in Mexico, have you any thoughts about cliff diving? No powers.

UM, EXCUSE ME. I'm supposed to be in Vegas, not locked up in freaking Texas. This is supes lame, guys. You don't wear this outfit to go to quarantine. Ugh, Happy New Year or whatevs. :(

[Trini]
Do you have issues if my friend Lois moves back in? Clark was sent home and she's alone with a baby. But my home is your home too.