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...how to do it right?

I do love that song.

How's it going, Red?

I know, Sparky. Heard you playing it down the hall today.

I'm doing good. Hoping that National Troll Vacation Week is coming up.

You okay? That's...kind of a heavy song for you.

God, tell me about it. I'm so sick of trolls that they're sending me to the Ukraine in two days. Awesome, right?

I'm fine, I was just kind of having a teenager moment, you know?

Vampires? Tell me they're sending a couple of agents with you. Don't want you getting swept up by some dark mysterious Ukraine stranger...

Yeah, I know what you mean, Lizzie. As long as you stick with The Dead, and don't go playing that Mosquito song. Like I said...Trolls.

Yeah, they're sending agents. I'll trade you for them any day, though.

Don't worry, I'm lingering on Song For The Deaf at the moment. I like the line about the canary.

Sorry, sparkplug. I'd be on the first plane with you, but...~~fucking~~ Trolls. They're telling me I need to follow up.

I had a feeling you'd say that. You know, I made Blue listen to The Deaf, and he told me first that the deaf couldn't hear the song, and then that the guitar didn't sound like a canary at all.

Takes all Icthyo sapiens. ..

I know, I already asked them if I could take you or Abe. They've got him off doing something in Louisiana last I heard, and you know he's going to be miserable down there.

The guitar totally sounds like a canary. And there is a track zero on that album that's just all low frequency sounds and bass so that the deaf can feel the vibrations. Tell him that.

Or don't. He'd probably just be kind of gently puzzled and I always feel kinda guilty when he gets like that.

Shit, really? All he has to do is lay those hands of his on a piece of hurricane wreckage and he'll be inconsolable for a week...bring him back something old, he'll love you for it.

You're kidding me, really? Well crap, I had no idea. We'll, uh, keep that to ourselves.

Thanks for the trivia lesson, firebug.

I know. I'd trade with him, but he's already down in the middle of it, so it's probably too late now.

You're welcome, Big Red. Someone's gotta teach you something new every once in a while.

Hey now, this noggin is a steel trap. All I need to know. You're the one that pops up with these little tidbits.

That's why old Blue loves you so much. You fuel his bizarre desire for every fact about everything. You know he tried to tell me I was vermilion, not red? Vermilion.

Makes me sound like a carnation.

I'm just trying to keep you on your toes.

Abe loves me because I bring him presents from all the weird places they send me. And because I'll sit and talk to him for hours about those monks I stayed with. Speaking of presents, do you want anything?

And... I kind of like that. Vermilion. Makes you sound fancy.

Hmmm...presents from the Ukraine? Surprise me. Something Eastern European. Some kind of syrup, maybe..hey, yeah! Exotic dessert syrup.

Fancy. Well damn, Elizabeth, that makes it all better...

Just call me Fancyboy.

I'll see what I can do. Maybe the vampires have recommendations.

Don't you call me Elizabeth! It makes me feel like I'm in trouble for something. Or else I really will call you Fancyboy.

If the syrup is red and smell suspiciously of superstitious peasant farmer, send it back.

Oh, it's on, sister. You just watch. I'll find a way to get 'Flamegirl, Hellboy's Sidekick' stenciled on your door.

I'll keep that in mind... Lucky you were here to warn me.

You do that and all of your cats are going to "mysteriously" end up with mohawks.

You know...there's a bunch of them that would like that, I bet. But only if you dye it red to match Daddy.

Considering a secret life as a hairdresser, Flamegirl?

ooc: thank you! I LOVE your liz!

If I was, the first thing I'd do was fix that mop on your head.

Oh, come on!

That's hitting a little bit too far below the belt, sparkplug. This mop you speak of is an incredibly well groomed, stylish, traditional hairstyle.

But I bet you prefer that clean cut, new fish agent look, huh?

All right, fine. It is incredibly well groomed, you're right.

And maybe I do. What's it to you, big guy?

Oh, nothing. It's just a little...boring, you know. But hey, if you like that kind of thing..

Oh! There's a new coffee place opened up downtown. I was thinking of sending one of the desk jockeys upstairs down to get something. They've got these little flapjacks, with blueberries...

...you want anything? Take it black, right?

I work with exciting all day. Maybe a little boring is just what I need.

I'm really trying to cut back on my coffee drinking... but yeah. I take it black.

Can do, sparky. Can do.

You're a life-saver, big guy.

Hey, you know, that's why they pay me the big bucks and let me carry the big guns.

They don't pay you any more than they pay me or Abe. And you only get the big guns because they're too big for us.

....bubble buster.

Okay, so that's true. But I get fed more.

I know, I know! I'm bigger. Geez, Lizzie, you're no fun...

Only because I'm not one of those silly girls that giggles over your tail every time you go out in public.