So, Paddy did that request thing, where once a week we'd try to do shit from other cultures or planets or whatever. I'm going to try that again if people have requests.

We're still not a fucking restaurant and unless we get Hannibal Lecter or something again, we're not chefs. We'll do our best.

[Private to Wanda]You did good, kid. Do you play ( Read more... )

Alright until this shit is done, we're having sandwiches for dinner. And fruit. And shit you don't need to cook for.

Fuck this curse and my poor good damn hands.

Alright, so as you know I'm in charge of the fucking kitchens now. We need more people. Sign your inmates up, or if you don't have a warden you can sign yourself up.

New people, I'm Parker, a former inmate. Deal with it.

[Filtered to Friends. Think, are. ]
Sorry for disappearing there.

[Filtered to Inmates]Look, don't do stupid. You know you're ( Read more... )

[Private to Parker]
Where the fuck are you?

[Private to Kay]
I need a list of what's missing from your safe. I want to make sure she didn't keep anything after her little trip.

[Private to Paddy]
You're going to be down two people for dinner. Sorry about it.

...Tomorrow too.

[There's a pause for a moment, and then she comes on and sounds really annoyed and disgusted.] There are times when I fucking hate this ship.

Howie told you what we did was fake, and it was. As for everything else, fuck it. And fuck Rex Lewis too.

( Privates to: Parker, Paddy, Molly, Angelica, Sveta, Tosh, Laura, Adam, Shego, Howie and Aleera. )

[Filtered away from Paddy]

Alright, if you guys catch or make Paddy start swearing tonight, I'll make it worth your while.