Now Dean's missing. Whether we find him or not, I'm going to the cabin after this. Any of you are welcome to come with me.
Pamela, if you're still here: got any psychic tingles about whether he-- or my dad-- are still here somewhere, or not?
Erik is gone.
Thanks for the well-wishes and the gramps comments. You know who you are.FILTERED TO LUCY STILLMAN:
But seriously, thanks guys.
How much do I need to dress up?
Now, I thought you left Lehigh for some kind of special training -- so why is it I can still sneak up on you?
Look under your pillow, Bucky Barnes
I have been meaning to write to you for awhile now but I was wondering if you would be interested in meeting up again at some point? I enjoyed our conversation a lot.
You are doing an awfully bad job at spotting me. I've been the bar at least another three times since then.
How are things going?
I don't suppose you want to come over this evening and talk vampires over a game of Risk?
Just checking in with all of you to see if anyone needs anything. We've had a few new arrivals and a few departures and I was wondering about the notion of a floor party - get together, get to know who is new on the floor.
If you're interested I'll see about setting up a time.
-- I got you knitting stuff for your birthday!
-- If that isn't good enough, I'll get you a pizza, too.
It is really weird to hear about stuff that's happened at home after we got here. It seems like a lot of stuff was going on, and all we have is waiting around for someone to show up who knows more, or waiting around to wake up with memories, or whatever. I almost think I'd rather not know anything than know fragments and only have more questions.
If you, Scott or Isaac heard from across the hallway.. yeah that was me.
Bucky's gone.
I'm sorry.
-- I need you to come to Bucky's.
-- The door's open.
Happy birthday, Bucky, and welcome to the motorcycle club.