Are they swinging this thing in front of your face?

[intendedcomedy]

There is a man who's just run into the Inn. He is a writer from Hollywood, he had back surgery (L-5 S-1, if that means anything) three days ago, and he's high as a paper kite on Vicodin and Percoset. He just won a Writer's Guild award for a screenplay he wrote, and he looks rather pissed

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[darlinirishgirl]

Fiona is working on some last-minute additions to The Explosive and thus doesn't appreciate the shouting.

"You're in the Inn, I don't know who Danny is, and if you make me lose me concentration, you'll be very sorry." Or blown up with the rest of the Inn. A minor detail, really.

[intendedcomedy]

"Why will I be sorry? Are you planning my bachelor party?"

Never mind that he's not getting married, or that he's just recently broken up with his girlfriend. He's high, his mind is not his own at the moment.

[darlinirishgirl]

Fiona doesn't answer him right away. This is a delicate operation and the slightest untoward movement could be very bad.

Once she is done, and the Explosive safely stored away until it's debut, she looks up. "We could have exploded."

[intendedcomedy]

"Really?" Matt raises his eyebrows. "Well. That would certainly have been unfortunate. Normally I'd be more disturbed by this fact, but I'm on about five different kinds of pain medication right now, including Vicodin and Percoset, so I'm not exactly in my right mind."

[darlinirishgirl]

"That explains a lot," Fiona says lightly. She tilts her head curiously. "Should I ask why?"

[intendedcomedy]

"Back surgery," he says simply. "L-1 S-5, if that means anything at all to you. I honestly don't entirely know what they did, so if you can enlighten me, I'd be eternally grateful."