...the rest of the week. I've got enough movies here to last me and enough leftover food from the party... I'll just be in my room singing Cell Block Tango. That sounds good. Very good. ------- [email] To: Alfred From: Lucy Sent: August 2, 10:23 Subject: You're nose, you goof. Hey. I just wanted to make sure you're alright. Sorry for getting so... upset. I hope you're feeling better Al.

Sent: Sunday, July 25, 9PM Hey... Al? I'm still not completely sure how do do this or anything. But I was thinking maybe we could talk. It's not like you'll see this if I'm doing it wrong anyway so....I headed to the teashop and... you were right. He is a pervert. But I really... didn't expect to see you. So yeah. I'm rambling and I don't even know if you'll get this. Computers are stupid

----- Original Message ----- From: (stella.black@pc.govt)Black, Stella To: (demochev.ce@porternet.com)Demochev, Castor (A.D.A) Sent: Wednesday, September 23, 2009 5:23 PM Subject: A private word. ...if you might do me a favor, off the books and out of the public eye. It's not something I would forget in a hurry. - Stella Black Office of the Council of Operations Porter City Governing Offices

OOC: Set late night tomorrow. To: Lt. Col. John Sheppard From: Rachel Dawes Subject: Late night chats. Happy Late Thanksgiving. I was wondering if you were up for one of our insomnia-induced...I wondered how your evening went. So, decided to write another one of these. PS: Remember that thing we talked about, how the past never stays too far behind? Turns out you were right. Dawes out.