Well, Ryan is here. With a pet rabbit. A cute little, tiny, floppy-eared rabbit named Flapjacks. Yep, Pancakes had babies.
I know, I had this whole, Felicity format happening but Summer is - I like this Summer and as weird as she's feeling I can't blame her. So, no more "Dear, Summer's."
Dear, Mom,
I heard you came to find me after the earthquake. And that you're fine. I'm glad you're fine and alive and healthy.
[ filtered to Summer ]
I'm sorry this is difficult and I hope it does get easier. Maybe Ryan showing up will help. The whole group dynamic is intact.
[ end filter ]
Wow, I bought a lot yesterday. We needed an area rug, though. And that blender. Fruit smoothees are a must. And Summer, I don't know if you noticed, but there's a lamp in your room. It was the weirdest thing, one minute Ryan and I are walking home and the next minute, I'm buying things. Luckily, Ryan now has vintage Quentin Tarantino movie posters. And I went back out and stopped myself from buying a punching bag. But, we now have a treadmill so our gym corner is almost complete!
Oh, that's right, City. You don't know Ryan. Ryan Atwood, Seth's brother and my -- well, he is actually in the City, now. On behalf of him, I want to advertise his superior barbacking-slash-bartending skills.
I think there's a, the Blue-Light? I've never gone inside, maybe we'll go for a late lunch.
Oh well. Smoothee time!
[ She shuts the feed off but the Network is fickle and the blender starts. ]