Voice Mail

[chief_cheerio]

"Hi, it's Quinn. You missed me. You know what to do."

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Comments

[multi_madrox]

Yep. Sorry. Quinn's getting a drunken phone call from Jamie.

"Dude! So wrong. All I want is pie! An exploding pie! Why the hell don't they sell that on e-bay? WRONG. I'm an American and I demand my exploding- HOW MANY TIMES HAVE I TOLD YOU TO STAY WAY FROM MY KLONDIKE BARS! DO IT AGAIN AND THERE'S GOING TO BE EXPLODING ROAST GOOSE!"

And that was followed by the sound of Jamie chasing a goose around his apartment for about 90 seconds.

[chief_cheerio]

After she'd given Topher a good piece of her mind, it belatedly occurred to Quinn the actual culprit's number was still stored in her phone. She pressed redial.

"Yeah, hi, it's the girl you drunk-dialed to rant about roast geese. Did Topher put you up to this? Don't you guys have lives? Find something better to do, for pete's sake. Bye."

[multi_madrox]

Jamie groaned when he got the message and called back.

"Hi. Yeah. This is the guy who called about the geese. Very sorry, I had the wrong number and there was way too much alcohol involved. Won't happen again."

[chief_cheerio]

"I just yelled at somebody because of you," Quinn informed him. "But he's a twerp anyhow. Don't worry too much about it."