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[He appears onscreen wearing a paramedic's uniform, identical to the one Lazarus got back from his memory echo. His surroundings are significantly less seedy than the motel he's reported from in the past; they actually look like they might be luxurious.]

For those of us in the northern hemisphere, it's fall, and that means it's a season for change. With so many people getting job offers and new and exciting opportunities, I've decided to access my generosity again and help you all out with your resumes. I'm just that nice.

Sometimes you just need a little help to figure out what your best and worst qualities are. So, let me help you out~

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I think I'll live. It's probably the least important part of a person.

I agree but I just felt it was something that needed to be said.

Edited 2015-10-23 02:03 (UTC)

Do you think it helped at all? Or that it was ultimately a pointless waste of speech?

It made me feel a bit better, which is what I was looking for.

I could do other things to make you feel better. I'm really good at relieving, ah, tension.

Pass, better luck next time.

It's not really about you, it's about who you look like.

Edited 2015-10-25 02:56 (UTC)

In my soul, I'm tall, dark and handsome. I make up for his looks with my skill.

That being said, I can't really blame you. Even when we were handcuffed together, all I wanted to do was smother him.

That explains so much about you.

I'm not the one who put them on. Just the one who wanted them off.

I don't think I need to repeat myself.

Edited 2015-10-25 03:16 (UTC)

I would have succeeded in getting out of them, if he'd stopped breathing before someone interrupted.

Edited 2015-10-25 03:18 (UTC)

It sounds like you just weren't trying hard enough.

He was just mad that I rightfully stole his boyfriend and annoyed a few idiots. He made it really hard for me to try to get the keys.

...And now I know far too much about his personal life.

Edited 2015-11-02 23:30 (UTC)

That's not even the dirt I was talking about. I didn't take you for a prude.

I'm not, but there's something disgusting about imagining that bag of bones with anyone.

Tell me about it. I'm thirty pounds heavier and it still barely makes a difference.

It does make a difference, though. So, when is your birthday?

Not nearly enough of a difference.

And that's none of your business.

I could guess. You seem like you were born in the spring. May?

You could, and you'd be wrong.

Why would you even think I was born in the spring?

Maybe it's your sweet temperament.

Right. That must be it.

Just like gentle warm breeze by the seaside.

Your delusional, but it's better than most other things that have come out of your mouth.

"Delusional?" Hey, now. I prefer "imaginative."