Voicemail from horsewoman_lana and reporter_chloefeltaloneJanuary 25 2009, 02:55:52 UTC
A call is made the night of Deans' birthday, around 10pm Kansas time. Background noise is minimal. The most that can be heard is the slight hum of the car engine, the rush of air from the vents that warm the car, and possibly the drunken Chloe in the passenger seat.
"Hey, Dean, it's Lana."
Chloe was singing quietly... until Lana spoke. Then she begins singing rather loudly and off-key. "Boy don't try to fronnnt I know just what what you areeeee... HIIII DEAAAN!" Chloe begins to giggle, rather loudly, and then starts singing Happy Birthday.
Lana laughs a little at Chloe. "As you can already guess from my drunken friend here, Livejournal told us a few days ago that your birthday was coming up, so we had to give you a call and give our best."
She stops, bursting into giggles again. "Yeahhh and I wanna give you a present, but you're not herrree..." She's yelling, hoping he can hear. "Butttt... I guess I can give you a blowjob later!" She giggles again, practically cackling this time.
Lana tries not to laugh but fails. The is a soft and muffled "Oh my God." "Can you tell she's had one glass of wine too many?"
All Chloe seems to be able to do is giggle. She reaches out for Lana's earpiece, feeling the urge to speak to Dean somewhat directly. "Lanaaa... gimmmeee... I wanna talk to that hunk of hot man..."
More laughter from Lana. "Okay, I think I'm gonna let her talk to you now." Lana's laugher slowly gets more distant.
Chloe excitedly takes the earpiece from Lana and attempts to speak to Dean. "Did you hear what I said, Deannnie? I hope so..." She giggles, yet again. "I hope you'll think about me when you hear this... I know I'm gonna be thinkin bout you when I get home... more than just thinkin actually. Heeee!"
A distant, "Oh God," is heard.
"In fact, if I was alone and not in a car... I'd be doing that right now... Heh now there's an image for you... Happy birttthdaay Deannie!!!" She giggles once more and hands the earpiece back to Lana, smirking like the Chesire Cat.
Lana's tone is slightly on the dry side, but still holds a hint of humor. "Note to self, Chloe, alcohol and technology don't mix. Anyway, I hope your birthday was as good as it could be. Say bye to Dean, Chloe."
"Byeeeee Deaaann!" More uncontrollable giggles.
"Bye. Tell Sam I said hi."
[ooc: I am so sorry for the multiple edits. I fail.]
"Hey, Dean, it's Lana."
Chloe was singing quietly... until Lana spoke. Then she begins singing rather loudly and off-key. "Boy don't try to fronnnt I know just what what you areeeee... HIIII DEAAAN!" Chloe begins to giggle, rather loudly, and then starts singing Happy Birthday.
Lana laughs a little at Chloe. "As you can already guess from my drunken friend here, Livejournal told us a few days ago that your birthday was coming up, so we had to give you a call and give our best."
She stops, bursting into giggles again. "Yeahhh and I wanna give you a present, but you're not herrree..." She's yelling, hoping he can hear. "Butttt... I guess I can give you a blowjob later!" She giggles again, practically cackling this time.
Lana tries not to laugh but fails. The is a soft and muffled "Oh my God." "Can you tell she's had one glass of wine too many?"
All Chloe seems to be able to do is giggle. She reaches out for Lana's earpiece, feeling the urge to speak to Dean somewhat directly. "Lanaaa... gimmmeee... I wanna talk to that hunk of hot man..."
More laughter from Lana. "Okay, I think I'm gonna let her talk to you now." Lana's laugher slowly gets more distant.
Chloe excitedly takes the earpiece from Lana and attempts to speak to Dean. "Did you hear what I said, Deannnie? I hope so..." She giggles, yet again. "I hope you'll think about me when you hear this... I know I'm gonna be thinkin bout you when I get home... more than just thinkin actually. Heeee!"
A distant, "Oh God," is heard.
"In fact, if I was alone and not in a car... I'd be doing that right now... Heh now there's an image for you... Happy birttthdaay Deannie!!!" She giggles once more and hands the earpiece back to Lana, smirking like the Chesire Cat.
Lana's tone is slightly on the dry side, but still holds a hint of humor. "Note to self, Chloe, alcohol and technology don't mix. Anyway, I hope your birthday was as good as it could be. Say bye to Dean, Chloe."
"Byeeeee Deaaann!" More uncontrollable giggles.
"Bye. Tell Sam I said hi."
[ooc: I am so sorry for the multiple edits. I fail.]
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