Got to the office this morning. Pissy e-mails from Lorne. Still wants to meet with me. Guess I might have to do that.
Then a rustling from the closet in my office... I open it up and there's like, 6 poodle-sized demons on all fours, looking at me like I'm the messiah or something...
And so I ask again, who the HELL had my body yesterday?
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