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I kinda miss being not the only girl in the band.

Aw, what happened to the good ol' days, right?

Maybe we should have a reunion sometime. I'm pretty sure I still remember the old set. Given it was about five notes per song.

Ha. Yeah, that'd be a rockin' twenty minutes.

Don't I know it! People would laugh, they'd cry, it'd be the stuff of legend.

It would be.

On second thought, maybe the world's not ready for that yet.

Tell ya what though, I am wrapping the most ridiculous film ever right now, and I do not want to talk about it, but the important part is after that I'm thinking of heading north again for a bit. Maybe we can find a less dangerous way to paint the town red, eh?

That sounds definitely manageable.

It's a deal, then. Can't wait to see you!

It'll be fun, for sure.

Only the most fun.

And possibly even wacky.

Ooh, let's not get too carried away here. Once we start with the wacky, we might be in way over our heads.

We might be, but you never know.

I guess you're right. Anf what kind of lives would we lead if we didn't take these risks? We were meant to live on the edge.

Someone's got to.

Exactly, so why not us.

You're my best friend, Kim, you know that? And I'm not just saying that because I'm a little tipsy right now. It's probably less than 50% because I'm tipsy.

I'll accept those odds and the compliment hidden in them.

I knew you would.

Hey, we never did get to go to the zoo last time I was in town, did we?

In fact we didn't.

So, hey, there's something to do when I get back, other than bumming around the city. That is, if you want to brave Scarborough.

I could manage.

Alrighty then, it's a date.

You're in my theoretical day planner.

[ooc: home now! (http://sixwordstories.livejournal.com/61205555.html) :)]