Room 501, Tuesday Afternoon

[carsexual]

Sam and his good hand were having an excellent time getting acquainted with his new Wii. "Whaddaya think, Mojo?" he asked his Chihuahua. "Maybe I should get hurt more often if it's going to net me cool loot like this." Mojo just blinked at him. "Yeah, maybe not," he agreed.

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[lots_of_olives]

And naturally, Pepper wasn't done with phone calls for the day. Sigh.

So she finished making her last note on Tyler Durden before dialing another number and waiting as it rang.

[carsexual]

"Yello?" Sam said into his phone, distracted as he was by, you know, his new Wii.

[lots_of_olives]

She cleared her throat. "Hello, this is Pepper Potts calling for Sam Witwicky."

[SHHHHH I CAN WRITE.]

[carsexual]

Flail! "Um, this is him. He. Um. Hi?"

((LIES I KNOW THE TRUTH.))