Note to Owen Harper

[never_blink]

Mr. Harper,

I didn't hear from you yesterday... I thought maybe you sent something and I just didn't get it? I'm not very good with these computers yet. Do you still want to order something?

~ Clarice Ferguson

[[As she is not very good with these computers yet, this is in no way private.]]

Comments

[Private to Owen and Clarice]

[kingoftheweevil]

Right.

I've been - thinking. (he seems disoriented)

Could you deliver a box of those little scone type things to the home or living place or something of Tosh Sato?

I mean, she's just a friend and all that and i haven't seen her in a long - long time and i really am a decent person so don't think I'm stepping out of line by offering my respect in the form of - of - of things that are delicious.

Re: [Private to Owen and Clarice]

[never_blink]

Sure, of course I can. And, and I don't think it's out of line at all, I think it's a very nice thing for a friend to do.

Are you... okay? You sound - I mean, I know it's not any of my business, but... did you have more bad dreams?

Re: [Private to Owen and Clarice]

[kingoftheweevil]

No! No dreams! Not at all! I'm perfectly awake. Fantastically awake, really. Just need to stay that way, then.

Re: [Private to Owen and Clarice]

[never_blink]

Um, all right. If you're sure... I'll just deliver those scones, then.