You can't expect things to just fall in your lap... except when you can [Sydney]

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See, the thing is, Will Tippin doesn't know what to do when his best friend asks for his sister's passport, says she can't explain, and leaves. So instead of doing whatever it is he should be doing, he's on his way home with ice cream and alcohol.

Well, he was. Except that something opens up under his feet, and when he steps forward, instead of

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[mademeaweapon]

Sydney's on painkillers now, but she's not incapacitated by any stretch of the imagination, and her first instinct when someone falls on her - especially considering what her life's been like recently - is to treat it as an attack.

Which is why she flips off the bed, taking Will with her, and lands sitting on his chest, one hand on his throat. And then she processes that she recognizes that voice, and he just called her Amy and... oh, crap.

"Will?"

[casanovapoptart]

Will gasps and coughs a bit, staring up at her in confusion and shock and trying vainly, for a moment, to process what just happened.

The hair screams 'Amy', of course, but the voice and the face...

He blinks a few times. "Syd? What are you... Why are... What happened to your hair?"

[mademeaweapon]

Sydney grimaces and backs off of him, getting to her feet and offering Will a hand up. "Sorry, I thought..."

All the things he could ask about and he thinks her hair is important?

"I... dyed it. It's not important." She really couldn't explain why - never mind that she's afraid to explain why, whatever Marshall's said about alternate universes.

[casanovapoptart]

Will takes the opportunity of being on his feet again to hug Sydney tightly. And then realizes that... being thumped on the floor like that kinda really hurt.

Whatever. Not important.

"Syd, you... ask for my sister's passport and say you can't explain and you just disappear and then I... fall through the street into some bedroom and land on you and you have your hair dyed like Amy's! What the hell is going on?"