Cell Phone: 555-0384

[imac_kenzie]

"You've reached Mac's cell phone. I'm not about right now, obviously, so leave me a message and I'll get back to ya."

*beeeep*

Comments

[fates_jaye]

Hey, Mac, this is Jaye. One of the eleventy billion people you met yesterday. There's a party happening at Caritas in town tonight. Go mingle. Later.

[charlieeppes]

Uh, I get a little... focused sometimes, so I'm not quite sure who you are, but pizza is always good.

Um, what stuff are you talking about?

Did I say I'd solve a math problem for you?

Stupid phone system, omg.

[drgrissom]

"Oh, one more thing. I know this is a bit odd, but if you could build a harness small enough for her, that would actually be great. Maybe neoprene? I wouldn't want her to be squeezed so hard I snapped her skeleton in two. I have an idea for a great training program I want to try out on her, but it involves restraints.

Thanks again. And I'm still going to need those leeches. Great, thanks."

[He's really talk about Sue his primo racing roach, omg, to a bug supply guy.]

[threeweapons]

"I know they love each other, I have a talking cat, remember?"

Not technically a phone call...

[psycho_barbie]

On Wednesday morning, there is a package left outside the door to Room 411.

The attached note reads:

To Cindy MacKenzie
From Your Secret Sib.

On the off chance, the leaver of the package is caught, the scary blonde in leather denies everything.