[Perhaps he ought to not be smiling, he's read some truly terrible things about these so-called F3s. And the fact that it has an American Western feel, just as the last had with those cannibals, doesn't seem to phase him. There's sun, real sun. And buildings! And most important? Sugar. Donuts. Milk. Guess who's found both, thank you,
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Did they turn out to be poisoned?
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Can't be too careful, though.
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Do I look as if I need it? My metabolism is annoyingly high.
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[He's not answering the question. Bad experiences with answering that particular question. :T]
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[He's not a teenage girl, Gabriel. He'll deal.]
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[Mohinder will probably notice that the background of Gabriel's message has changed without warning from a generic building to the store. Not that that's important, but... it might be a little surprising how fast he got there.]
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Oh! [That's from above you, Gabriel.]
You're a teleporter! Remarkable.
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[Spoken to the communicator, even though he can hear Mohinder above him. He looks up, with an expression which pretty clearly says 'I'm probably going to regret this'. He's concerned that either Mohinder won't be there and will laugh at him, or he will, and he'll laugh at him anyway. Or that something else undesirable will happen. Either way.]
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Well I think it's brilliant. Can you also stop time?
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