Tobias, Rachel
My agent usually does that, when he's not screaming at me about hospitalizing network execs.
Crap. This is going to be bad.
That I am. Doors locked, windows closed and locked, my body well away from any windows to avoid thrown bricks or other more lethal things...and I've got this friendly cop here that I keep trying to get to stay for donuts. Just in case.
Where is the universal hiccup that makes it rain skittles? Or gives everyone a free bag of tasty marshmallows? I would love that one.