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Two Men in Black come striding in through the Door like they own the place.

Which, of course, they don't. They're only staking claim to that bottle of Eli Lockhart 15-year bourbon on the topmost of top shelves behind Bar.

Zed, of course, is growling along the way: "Parker's got him all pumped up for a double-album this time."

"Well, the Colonel always did want the King thinking big."

"Thinking big is fine. But a breakbeat remix of 'Viva Las Vegas'? Surprised my brain made it to the second verse without imploding."

K chuckles. "Got to move with the times, Chief."

"Move? How? The guy's wolfed down so many peanut butter and banana sandwiches, it's going to take another Dentazi bulk freighter to get him out on tour."

"Now, now,..."



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Wilbur waves. "Hey thar, Zed. Who's yer friend?"

[sime-channel.livejournal.com]

Zed has a Suzi attachment briefly, then K does.

It's been a while, but she hugs just the same, and she's already going, "...and so they put the guns away and Bish got them to give us things and Whistler asked if they could give me a chance to take the citizenship test and I can and it's going to be soon which is everything I ever wanted since I knew about it enough to want and I was wondering if the proctor sees my arm by accident should I flashything him and I thought that I could ask you."