Communications Network for WalkingMods

I still feel a little like I've been dropped into a horror movie.

We seem to need someone to pick up where Secret Agent Man leaves off. Since I am going to be working dispatch for Hardison, would anyone object to my working reception as well? I have experience in office administration.

Also...is there a Doctor with experience with the preternatural who would be willing to speak with me about a...personal matter?

Bloody hell, let me get this right, we're on a world run by those undead thing outside of this places?

Just tell me this places has a pub in it at least.

Tomorrow night, party in my pants, in my room.

Just a small gatherthing, meet and greet, later on I plan to amp up the party, Dean needs to get laid, he's too grouchy. so if you can swing that way, might want to leave before hand.

Would anyone be in need of an administrative assistant? Someone to organize paperwork, run errands, and that sort of thing? Or I suppose I could work reception, and pick up for the newcomers where Agent A leaves off.

I heard we had some teams out and about. Have they made it back yet? I don't know how she does it but Charity always cooks to feed an army.

Is this place really so bad? I mean, you know. As long as you don't go outside. Camping isn't really an option, but who wants to sleep outside anyway?

We've got a roof over our heads, food to eat, guns and bows to shoot, knoves to throw... What more could we ask for?

Does anyone know where I can get a decent cup of tea in this city?

So, I'm guessing I'm not the only one experiencing this...unexpected interdimensional travel?

Harry? Why do I have the feeling you're somehow behind this? Because if you're not behind it, I don't want to know who is.

Justine?

Bueller?