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[didorothy]

[sitting at a desk in the middle of the Astral Plane, working on his paperwork like a good little nancy boy. And, like a good little nancy boy, he's listening to a broadway musical. On the glasses Fumie gave him, to be specific.

In fact, he's singing along to one. Yes indeed, Sam's singing "If You Were Gay."]

Comments

[dameluckypants.livejournal.com]

Do they all think you're mad?

[didorothy]

For the most part! But they put up with me, very good about it, really.

[dameluckypants.livejournal.com]

That's always good, though!

[didorothy]

Good to have people tolerate your insanity, yeah.

[dameluckypants.livejournal.com]

Oh, always.

[didorothy]

Anyone kind enough to put up with madness from Rose Tyler, then?

[dameluckypants.livejournal.com]

Oh, there are a few. Mostly my parents and the people I work with.

[didorothy]

The best places to have them, really.

[dameluckypants.livejournal.com]

Oh, I think so. Otherwise life would be hard.

[didorothy]

Considering that they tend to see the most of you, and thus: most of the madness.

[dameluckypants.livejournal.com]

Good point.