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[ spike turns to his ~companion~ as he regretfully pulls his shirt on. it’s a beautiful tropic day in the gardens and he was intending to enjoy it, but maybe he and pete should say their hello-again’s to the community at large. ]

You know what I could really go for right about now? Jammy dodgers. Been dreaming about them all month…

That's the first thing you're gonna say? [ peter glances over, undoing the leash on izzie's collar. ] - Actually, I'm not even a little surprised that it's food you want to tell the network about.

[ sigh. ] Nothing I dreamed about had anything to do with food. Could've used a few less nightmares, but now I just want to know what's up with my dog.

[ spike shoots peter a look before immediately stooping down to greet said dog, patting her head and pretending her dad didn’t just say a really rude thing!! ] Isabelle, darling, don’t listen to him, huh? [ though upon closer inspection… she looked a little more rotund than usual, maybe. grumpier, slower. he glanced back up. ]

What has your brother been feeding her? [ he asks sharply, hands over the lab’s ears so she couldn’t hear them talk about how fat she was. that was before he picked one ear up and spoke into it for dramatic effect. ] He gave you all the jammy dodgers, didn’t he?

[ izzie groaned, and spike stood up. it was a puzzle though, to be sure. ]

I'm not even sure Nathan knows what those are, Spike. Besides, he wouldn't share them even if he did. [ he shoots the camera a look, then stares a little longer before looking back at spike, leaving izzie to her unpleasant sounds for a moment. ]

You're sure that's all you dreamed about? Anything else? [ network, tell him he wasn't the only one please. ] Or are cookies really all you've got to say for yourself?

Are you sure that's appropriate for the network, Peter... [ yeah, he's just looking to get slapped at this point. ] Alright, alright. So I had nightmares too. Sometimes the biscuits sprang to life, with little angry-faces like and chased me around the ship.

[ he's definitely getting hit the second the feed goes off. ]

(( responses will come from both spike and peter petrelli unless otherwise specified. ))

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A big, beautiful woman.

Oh. [ Pause. ] Well yes.

It's an internet term, luv. Probably why you never heard it before.

Edited 2014-01-09 01:13 (UTC)

Yeah, I can't even use Facebook right.

Just the fact that there's a "right" way to use Facebook is probably a sign.

According to my apprentice, anyway.

We'll have to take his word for it, I think.

Sounds good to me. Way too much oversharing on there anyway.

I prefer the good old fashioned way. Like this. Why doesn't anyone talk face-to-face anymore?

Technically we're not face-to-face.

Close enough, isn't it?

Yeah. [ She just had to give you shit, Spike. ] But I don't know -- I've never been super good with people.

[ nah he knows he's part of the problem. still it's better than angel who still can't text worth shit. ] Yeah? Well, you could've fooled me. Besides.

People are overrated.