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[At a great big old wooden desk, that is suddenly appearing on the Plane, sits Dorothy. And she looks... well, sort of miserable, actually! That's different!

She's shuffling papers around at the desk, trying to sort them into piles and make sense out of the mess in front of her. It does not appear to be going well. Also on the desk are a large lamp (Tiffany?), a sprout of some sort of unidentifiable plant in a flowerpot, and a cold sandwich with one bite taken out of it. The sandwich-- roast beef on rye-- looks like it's been there for a while.

After a few minutes, she puts her head in her hands and just sighs. She could use a little help, maybe. Or just a distraction. Or a drink. Whatever!]

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[exserpens.livejournal.com]

[See? He's fabulous at being distracting :) ]

[Noticing Dorothy's gaze, he chuckles.]

I won't drop it, you can relax.

[galeforcehero.livejournal.com]

Good. It's a gift for somebody. He likes trees.

[Which is apparently what's in the flowerpot! Aww, nice. Although she's still looking at it (and Crowley) sideways, as if she's ready to jump over the table and rescue it from smashing against the ground at any moment.]

[exserpens.livejournal.com]

A tree, is it? I'm rather fond of plants myself. [He holds the pot up with one hand, turning it this way and that, examining it. Yes he's sort of a pain in the ass, but he won't drop it!]

That what the long face is about, or is the tree incidental?

[galeforcehero.livejournal.com]

It's... it's nothing. The economy's bad, y'know. Nothing we won't get through. Always do.

[And she shuffles papers, because... well, anything else she could do with them would be equally as ineffective, at this point. :\]

[exserpens.livejournal.com]

Ah, financial troubles. What year is it for you, then? I don't recall if I ever got around to asking.

[galeforcehero.livejournal.com]

Just turned '09. Almost February.

[exserpens.livejournal.com]

[....]

[......]

2009?

[galeforcehero.livejournal.com]

Yes. Why?

[exserpens.livejournal.com]

I.

Er.

That's the same year as me. Well, my reality. How...?

[He is trying very hard not to bring up your fictional status Dorothy, really he is >>; ]

[galeforcehero.livejournal.com]

I'm a lot older than I look.

[By way of a gentle explanation, y'see. Dorothy's gotten this from a lot of people on the Plane. She is more or less used to it by now. IT'S OKAY, HENRIETTA'S DAD]

[exserpens.livejournal.com]

[He remains looking dumbfounded for another few seconds, then gives kind of a 'huh' sound and grins.]

That makes two of us, then. You're still looking fantastic, I might add~