[Audio, failed lock to Peter Parker]

[redheadnextdoor]

Hey there Tiger...erm...listen when you get a minute and you're not busy...could you come down to the jail and bail me out?

Thanks.

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[livingontheweb]

...any chance I'm gonna get to hear the story behind this anytime soon?

[redheadnextdoor]

It was a late play practice last night and on my way home I picked up a can of spray paint that was laying in the middle of the sidewalk, next thing I know the cops were surrounding me telling me to lay down on the ground and reading me my rights.

Rotten luck if you ask me, I mean I know I'm a theater girl but do I really look like that kind of troublemaker?

I'll pay you back Pete I promise.

[livingontheweb]

You don't have to. Really.

[redheadnextdoor]

You're my hero Tiger.

Can I at least treat you to dinner?

[livingontheweb]

Sure!