War Is Coming Communications.

Hey... I'm not sure if you saw my post about Katherine and her...redemption thing or whatever she's doing I still don't believe it, look at everything she's done and let's not get off track, Claudia but I just wanna make sure you know I don't, by any stretch, think any of that applies to you. I've seen the guilt and the anguish and the remorse from you...you care about what you've done, you've acknowledged that it's wrong and you've proven where your loyalties lie.

I just....I didn't want you to think I second-guess your own path towards redemption because of what I said about her...

My son Henry tells me that if one was looking to acquire fake identification you are the man to speak to. I do not hold any ill will if you refuse. I certainly have not done anything to be worthy of your help. But in time I would like to find a job so as I am not solely dependent on the hospitality of others.

I have been standing in the dairy aisle for the past five minutes, trying to remember what I was here for.

People are starting to look at me like I'm going to take the milk hostage...or build a cheese fort.

I would leave, but I came here specifically for thi...BUTTER!

Summary of the night, bananas are evil. Carry on.

Do you two have any plans tomorrow afternoon?

I believe that group seven is up at the camp right now, but no dates were given for when group eight would be going.

Does anyone know when that group is scheduled to go up, and is there a chance I can get into that group? Still without one working hand, but I figure better to go now when I can get the time off work because of said hand than after when it's less likely.

Hey Epiphany, you figured out a way to put us right yet? Because Andrew will hardly let me fucking hug him let alone anything else

You owe me a drink for this, by the way.

Hey, guys. Anything fun going on tonight? Cards? Friendly banter?

Watching those first few scenes of Jurassic Park (you know, before the storm hits, the fences fail, and all hell breaks loose) really makes me miss digging. Out there in the sand, sun beating down, digging like crazy and never actually knowing if you're going to come up with anything. There's got to be some kind of paleontology site around here somewhere. Or even archaeology, I'm not opposed to that, either.

[Abby]

Snow White wants to meet me regarding her grandson's schooling and the Evil Queen wants my help getting a job.

...what even is my life? Really missing getting chased by gorgonopsids now!

[Kon, Claudia, Anna, Lois]

If a ghost gives you advice, knowing he's a ghost, do you take it?