[Cale is wedged into the corner of his very small room. In fact, it looks like he may have stuffed himself under what may be a space sink. You know, that cabinet where you store all your hair junk. Cale doesn't have any of that, he's just trying to hide. It's not working.]

The breakfast? That was awesome. The music? Kind of lame. It was so slow. [ ( Read more... )

All right, first thing's first. Who takes care of the kitchen here? I've got a some very important questions for you that need answering fast as possible. Is the food you serve dead? I'm fuzzy on the state of it's cooking, but if I'm going to be doing any kind of work around here, I want already deceased food. None of this watching my faux ( Read more... )

( Well I'll tell you something about your famous future. Every day I wake up, it's still the present. The same grimy, boring present. I don't think this future thing exists. )