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[buffycookie]

So I heard there was an outbreak of singing and dancing over the weekend.

Seeing as how no one combusted, I think it's safe to sit back and do something I wasn't able to do the last time this happened to me. I'm going to point and laugh. Especially at you, Sylar. I saw your fondness for showtunes and looking fabulous.

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[evolveyourself]

It's not like that!

[buffycookie]

I'm sure.

[evolveyourself]

It's just a word.

[buffycookie]

And the showtunes?

[evolveyourself]

As far as you're concerned, I didn't sing any.

[buffycookie]

That's not what I read. You really need to learn to private the things you don't want everyone knowing.

[evolveyourself]

Oh, I do.

[buffycookie]

Are you admitting you need to learn to do something?

[evolveyourself]

No, I private things that are important.

[buffycookie]

You're getting sloppy.

[evolveyourself]

I was gone for a long time, it's easy to fall out of practice.

[buffycookie]

You were gone for one day, and a few months your time. Unless you were trapped in some kind of hell demension being tortured and torn apart by various soul sucking demons (not that I'm admitting to you having a soul in the first place), I think using the falling out of practice excuse is a little stale.

[evolveyourself]

Maybe I was. It sure as hell felt like it.

[buffycookie]

Such a shame you couldn't stay gone.

[evolveyourself]

I have things keeping me here.

[buffycookie]

Couldn't you take her with you?