Hello, Peggy darling. I've got an alternative son here, and I was wondering if you knew of any two bedrooms that we could move into so that I could be with him. I don't like him being on his own, even if I know he can handle it.I want to be a mom to him because he never got to have one andI'm not sure if any of them are available at the moment, but if there are, would you mind letting me know?
» You wanted to meet and get to know Shepard, right?
» How's dinner sometime this week work for you?
» Our chances of having the dinner interrupted by giant robots and/or alien invasions is decreased by 60% in this world.
I was wondering if you had a few minutes? I wanted to talk to you about something.
17sir in thedoorway
Hoverchair complete! Quintuply checked, so even Dr. McCoy shouldn't complain. Belated birthday gift. I didn't get it done in time.Filtered to: Rebekah Mikaelson
May I please take you to prom?
» How the mighty have fallen.
» Did that work as well for you as it did for me?
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Care to join me in seeing what this prom is all about? I'll get you a flower and make sure I'm presentable for the night, I swear. If it's complete rubbish I'll treat you to a night out in the City. I'm sure there's some trouble out there we can get into.
- Is there some overarching threat to this reality drawing and keeping us here?
- For those of you from worlds like this one, or worlds where some alternate version of me exists, I am rather curious. Can you tell me about them?
- And to those with access to it, I would like to examine the Tesseract.
rumiko in thedoorway
You know, you'd be perfect for the Business Manager position. Helping kids, fundraising. It sounds right up your alley.[End Filter]
Neal. Please, please tell me that you were joking about Dorian Gray's portrait. I was sick, so I wasn't fully up to answering that question, and it's been plaguing me since. Tell me the idea has worn off since you were on vacation. There's a difference between stealing something from--[End Filter]
I can't believe I'm at a point where I'm justifying theft. Never mind. I'm going back to work.
Okay, Schmidt. We all need to talk about this.
If you're still looking for a job, we could use line cooks and servers. Figure I'd ask you before I open it up to the rest of the Tower.
The only thing that would make this perfect is our son
A certain nostalgia provoked by the inevitable tinfoil in one's teeth that comes from eating Toblerone.
Wistful feelings associated with fish filets.
A nagging notion that perhaps insufficient time has been devoted to singing rousing rounds of stupid songs around poorly-tuned pianos.