Regina's in 1999 again. She's here to give Jill her new phone number, but before she heads over there, she decides to--what the hell--check things out at home ( Read more... )

If you comment ( Read more... )

"Hi, Mom.

"Yep. Nope. Yep. When I find one who's worth it. Yes. I'm twenty- twenty-two, mom, my biological clock is just fine.

"Look, that's not why I--yes. Yes. I know. Yes. Thank you. Well, I'll tell--yes. Look, shut up. I'm calling because I met this girl--

"What? No! I am not! ...you cannot say you always knew because it's not true. I'm bi ( Read more... )

Regina fast-talked one of the Marines into letting her borrow a PINpoint about eighteen hours ago ( Read more... )

Regina's on leave this week.

Unfortunately, she doesn't have much to do, so she's taking a nap in the Marines' lounge.

It's Christmastime, so Regina goes shopping.

The boss and his family get a few randomly chosen children's toys and a fruit basket.

Markham gets a roll of duct tape as a friendly reminder.

Baofu gets a box of nicotine patches and a nice card, signed with a fresh lipstick kiss.

Ether gets some nice, tasteful porn.

Merry fuckin' Christmas.

Atlantis is out of tequila. Someone fix it.

I'm working under the command of Lieutenant-Colonel John Sheppard, U.S. Air Force.

When he said "Atlantis," I was thinking undersea base. I was kinda wrong.

Still, it's not bad here. Kinda--

Whoops. Almost said... well, never mind.

Okay, so. Here's the plan ( Read more... )

I like flirting. I always have. I'm good at it.

I think I just met somebody who's way better at it than I am.

Long story short, I think I have an appointment to handcuff somebody to a bed.