011 // I'm so sorry, Ned :|
[Transmission switches on to reveal a very tipsy Piemaker. He's sitting, limbs sprawled, in his closet. Over his head and shoulders are draped a half-dozen or so ties. He's giggling quietly to himself.]
Guys. GUYS. TIES.
[He tosses his arms in the air, sending a few of the aforementioned items flying. Unfortunately, this means he's lost his balance. He starts to list, almost falling, but manages to catch himself. This sets off another torrent of giggles. He's laughing so hard, he snorts. Eventually, wiping tears from his eyes, he manages to collect himself somewhat.]
I - hic - I don't know how I got so, so, I am - hic - incredibly drunk. Plastered.
INEBRIATED. I AM INEBRIATED, YOU GUYS. hic - How did this - hic - happen? Is this going to be - hic - forever?
[A sudden thought occurs to him] Oh my gosh. I. would. KILL for a grilled cheese right now. Well - hic - not 'kill', that's not my style, but -
[His eyes go glassy with wonder. Aaaand, drunk!Piemaker, out.]
[Added later, written, to Bob]
Bob, hi, hello, greetings and salutations, are you okay? Affected? Not? Anything?
Guys. GUYS. TIES.
[He tosses his arms in the air, sending a few of the aforementioned items flying. Unfortunately, this means he's lost his balance. He starts to list, almost falling, but manages to catch himself. This sets off another torrent of giggles. He's laughing so hard, he snorts. Eventually, wiping tears from his eyes, he manages to collect himself somewhat.]
I - hic - I don't know how I got so, so, I am - hic - incredibly drunk. Plastered.
INEBRIATED. I AM INEBRIATED, YOU GUYS. hic - How did this - hic - happen? Is this going to be - hic - forever?
[A sudden thought occurs to him] Oh my gosh. I. would. KILL for a grilled cheese right now. Well - hic - not 'kill', that's not my style, but -
[His eyes go glassy with wonder. Aaaand, drunk!Piemaker, out.]
[Added later, written, to Bob]
Bob, hi, hello, greetings and salutations, are you okay? Affected? Not? Anything?