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Princi: So, she finally got you new clothes, huh?
Icy: Yeah, took her long enough. You do realize there are two girls going at it behind us, right?
Princi: They do that.
Icy: ...oooookay, so, about the new clothes!
thump!

Princi: Why is it always a thump?
Icy: Hey, you did that on purpose!
Princi: Shhh. Maybe we should investigate before she forgets all about us?
Icy: Point taken.

Princi: Wow. That is a lot of stamps. That's a wall of stamps is what that is.
Icy: Hey, I think this is that chick you ordered.

Princi: I wonder what it could be?
Nolee and Delancey continue to do whatever it is they do in the background.

Icy: Hell-lo, did you hear me? Hong Kong. That chick you ordered was coming from HK, right?

Princi: Gwen! Of course! Good kitty, that's a good kitty bringing mummy the blade of doom.
Icy: No one ever listens to me. Sigh.

SNIP!
Icy: Or it could be a bomb. If it's a bomb, the cat and I'll be back here with the wonder twins, kay?

Mmmmmph! Mmmm!
Princi: That had better not be Delancey, or else I'm going to look like a jackass. Hello? Can you hear me?
mmmmph!
Princi: Alrighty then, that's a "who the fuck knows." Gotcha. Onward!

Icy: La la la... protected from a bomb we are, kitty.
Princi: *giggles* No wonder I couldn't hear anything.
the box is removed and the packaging flung from here to the other side of the room. Icy and Princi move in closer.

Icy: So do all of you guys come in these pods?

*cues that really spiffy sound effect that seems to say "whoa."*

Princi: You complete...Tishy, now get the hell out of there.

Gwen: Well, this is awkward. Little help, please.

Gwen: I can move... I feel like I've been trapped in there for forever. ... Wait, where the hell am I?
Icy [off camera]: You're in the land of the criminally insane. Wait, no. You're here. She's Princi, I'm Icy, the happy couple back there are Delancey & Nolee, and you'll meet the rest of the gang later, I suspect. Oh, and Princi brought you here to cheer Petratishkovna up. Good luck with that.
A little while later

Gwen: Are they always like that?
Princi: *giggles* Usually.
Gwen: I feel I should ask, where's Tish?

Princi: Upstairs. Just follow the staircase that could kill, and you'll end up in her room. *giggles some more* Maybe you should go wake her up?
tbc.
Obviously she appeared yesterday. Yay! All it took, apparently, was standing in the cold rain waiting for the mailman. Who knew?
Annnnd I'm off. Happy St. Patrick's Day. Don't pinch too many people, and remember your green. Unless you're the ghost of my grandfather, and then it's orange, darlings. Together you might as well be a pumpkin.