seventeen; - [ video ]
[ have a very disheveled, very cranky redhead. Pepper is flushed, her hair kind of a frizzy wreck, and she looks like she's out for blood. APPROACH WITH CAUTION ]
Almost three weeks. Three. Weeks. One minute, I was asleep in my delightfully empty room, the next I was back in the lab and getting pamphlets. I don't even remember being back in my universe, and what do I have to show for the trip? Three weeks. Gone.
Is everything in one piece here, still? Do I still have a job? Has someone been doing my work? Oh my god, if anything happened to Wayne Industries in my absence I will personally set fire to the 'porting machines. I have a schedule to keep, and neither dimensional travel, nor alternate universes, nor God Almighty Himself will keep me from my goddamned schedule.
[ and she might be a tiny, angry ginger, but she seems very serious about these threats. ]
Mr. Wayne, I can't even begin to apologize. This is not like me. You know this isn't like me. I have never missed a day of work. It figures that dimensional perforations would be the thing to tarnish my record. [ DEEP BREATH. ] I hope that you haven't replaced me. If you have, I will---I don't know---I'll fistfight her in the parking lot. I like my job. This is my job.
[ she sighs, rubbing her hands over her face. ]
John? You'd better still be here. I'm calling a cab, and if you aren't at the Willows to guard the liquor cabinet when I get home, I refuse to be held responsible for what happens.
Almost three weeks. Three. Weeks. One minute, I was asleep in my delightfully empty room, the next I was back in the lab and getting pamphlets. I don't even remember being back in my universe, and what do I have to show for the trip? Three weeks. Gone.
Is everything in one piece here, still? Do I still have a job? Has someone been doing my work? Oh my god, if anything happened to Wayne Industries in my absence I will personally set fire to the 'porting machines. I have a schedule to keep, and neither dimensional travel, nor alternate universes, nor God Almighty Himself will keep me from my goddamned schedule.
[ and she might be a tiny, angry ginger, but she seems very serious about these threats. ]
Mr. Wayne, I can't even begin to apologize. This is not like me. You know this isn't like me. I have never missed a day of work. It figures that dimensional perforations would be the thing to tarnish my record. [ DEEP BREATH. ] I hope that you haven't replaced me. If you have, I will---I don't know---I'll fistfight her in the parking lot. I like my job. This is my job.
[ she sighs, rubbing her hands over her face. ]
John? You'd better still be here. I'm calling a cab, and if you aren't at the Willows to guard the liquor cabinet when I get home, I refuse to be held responsible for what happens.