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It was just another day, really. He said his goodbyes to Alison in the morning, headed off to work in his Range Rover, and tried to call Mimi. He really hadn't heard from her since Angel's funeral, and while it wasn't entirely unsurprising to find Mimi had skipped off on him -- well, to be honest he was a little worried. He wanted to think that she was alright though; it was like her to disappear and come back eventually.
He leaves his car and heads to the office, which despite the show he puts on -- isn't that fantastic. Benny may be an asshole, but he isn't stupid. He works for his father-in-law, whose daughter he's cheating on. Going to work isn't really his favorite thing to do in the world. But hey -- he's getting somewhere instead of sitting around dreaming about getting somewhere. That counts for something.
Except when he opens his office door and steps into what should be his office, he finds himself in the inner room of a ship.
"...doesn't look like I'm in Kansas anymore."
Typist: Benny from Rent, restarted for your hating pleasure.
He leaves his car and heads to the office, which despite the show he puts on -- isn't that fantastic. Benny may be an asshole, but he isn't stupid. He works for his father-in-law, whose daughter he's cheating on. Going to work isn't really his favorite thing to do in the world. But hey -- he's getting somewhere instead of sitting around dreaming about getting somewhere. That counts for something.
Except when he opens his office door and steps into what should be his office, he finds himself in the inner room of a ship.
"...doesn't look like I'm in Kansas anymore."
Typist: Benny from Rent, restarted for your hating pleasure.