[Liz is currently sitting in the hallway in front of a line of pumpkins, her gaze bereft and full of tears. Her voice is choked and she sounds like a complete and total mess.
Hysterics are approaching.]
Look, ummm... I, like, don't even know if anyone will hear this, but... Could I, like, get some help, please?
The pumpkins...
[She breaks off
(
Read more... )