Well, Hell.

[killer_hush]

Things have been...weird since I got home. I've been working very hard on a way to help Ivy, and I've certainly found it--it'll take a while to take action, but...I found it. And I'm glad, and she's glad.

Jon, I know you're still pissed with me. I understand. But can we get lunch, or something? Talk it over? I'd like to mend things with you. I also

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[killer_hush]

Just give him a chance, baby! He got into the greenhouse by himself, it's not like I let him in. What am I going to do with him, give him to the retards at the zoo?

Come see him. Pet him. He will steal your very soul.

[killer_hush]

I'd hate to say I told you so, but-

Oh, who am I kidding. I love saying it. He loves you already!

[feartoxin]

We can perhaps get lunch next week. I... unfortunately, I don't have the money to pay for more than two weeks of that rehab program.

[killer_hush]

Well, okay. ...I know you're wanting to do things by yourself, Dolly, but if you want my help, you know I'm here for you. I may not have been just before, but I am now--and I will be.

[feartoxin]

Good, because this is my stilted way of asking for money. I'm looking for a job, but I signed up for Three Waters when I had the assurance of financial help from a former DA with money.

[killer_hush]

Goddammit, Jon. Next time, just come out and ask. You know I don't mind.