Ray trundles downstairs in the morning, yawning fit to unhinge his jaw. His morning cereal arrives with
Marian's letter; he blinks a few times, shrugs, and fishes a pen out of one pocket.
Lady Marian-
I'm good when you are. After breakfast I'm going outside for lightsaber practice, but I'll be in the Bar for Security's sake after that. In the meantime I suggest you add the following individuals to the list of those afflicted in the same way as Alexander Knox:
Myself, first of all; I seem to have acquired an intern, the daughter of my country's President. Said daughter's name is Opal Winston.
Ace, the Time Lord, has similarly acquired a past romantic interest named Roxanne.
Spoon, the English werewolf, has acquired a mystery little sister named Regina Witherspoon.
Tom Riddle seems to have acquired an affiliation with a mysterious witch named Serena Sparklypoo.
Captain Richard Ryan, also an English werewolf, has acquired a wife named Angela Jasmine-Shade St. Van Belle.
Bob the Guardian has acquired a half-virus little sister named Lisa.
Prince Zuko of the Fire Nation has acquired an ex-fiancee whose name I haven't been able to get.
Rupert Giles has acquired a niece of surpassing talent and ability compared to the eminently acceptable but still normal and believable talent and ability of his actual niece.
Andrew Wells has acquired a brilliant younger sister named Jerrica.
At any rate, I'm going to eat my cereal now, and then I'm going outside. Thanks.
-Ray Stantz
Once he finishes writing out the note he sets to on his cereal. Then he's going outside for an hour and a half's worth of lightsaber practice; right now that wumm wumm wumm sound is just about the most reassuring thing in the world.