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[priceonyourhead]

[...]

God damn it. I miss the Tea Cup Ride.

[Private to Gabe]

[A few unsure scribbles]

I'm sorry. I didn't-

I'm wound tighter than the Rabbit's pocket watch-

Can I pay for some doctor bills?

Comments

[kellyfixit]

You'll be receiving a courier shortly.

[priceonyourhead]

Good or bad?

[kellyfixit]

Just don't let May eat exorbitant amounts of candy floss.

[priceonyourhead]

[OOC: After receiving the tickets]

DID YOU. DID YOU REALLY?

Conan is going to be so jealous. I'm totally going to hold this over his head for months.

[kellyfixit]

It's not quite as spectacular as Disneyland; however, I presumed it would be an acceptable alternative.

That poor dear.

[priceonyourhead]

Absolutely and do you know why? I'll tell you my dear, it's because they have a large tea pot. You can't beat that. Not in a million years.

[kellyfixit]

You will promise to take photographs for me?

[priceonyourhead]

More than you'll know what to do with!

[kellyfixit]

Oh dear. Will you at least retain decorum at an approximate PG-13 state in them?

[priceonyourhead]

OH YES YES. I DO apologize for any lewd messages that we have left on your phone but MAY AND I KNOW BETTER THAN TO BE PASSING OUT PICTURES OF THAT SORT.

[kellyfixit]

And that's one of the myriad of qualities that will guarantee more than a toaster as a wedding present!

[priceonyourhead]

Can I take a moment to express how pleased we both are that you're coming to our wedding? With a present, no less?

[kellyfixit]

I am horrified you'd think anything less! If nothing else, someone has to be the designated driver post the vertiginous (and, naturally, glorious) reception party.