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I've been kissed so many times these past couple of days, I'm starting to get a complex.

I've no date for the ball but that's for the best. I like being able to dance with many different people.

( My dress. )

Yes, it's red. What did you expect?

[Filtered to Stephanie]

So....I'm going to ask Isaac out. Wish me luck?


[Filtered to Isaac]

Hi.

I was wondering. To keep things from being super-awkward the night of the ball, do you want to maybe get some dinner tonight?

Lissa, have you seen Rose?


Has anyone seen Rose Hathaway?

It's really beginning to feel like Christmas around here. I can practically smell that mix of gingerbread, mulled wine and existential despair that calls to mind the season.

I do wonder if, given the barriers surrounding the town, Santa Claus will show up. Not, of course, that the real Santa Claus is a jolly old man who comes bringing gifts. Everyone knows Santa Claus is really a drugged-up government bear used as an experiment by the CIA. Still, it's very much a part of Christmas, and it wouldn't be the same without Santa.

Speaking of Christmas, darling Carlos, would you like to go to this ball with me? I'm not sure which of us should wear the dress, but I'm open to either way.