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[vicodincrutch]

video;

I don't know who has not jumped ship to the Glass City. If you haven't I happen to be in the possession of a sizable amount of meat and a means of preparing it.

[See? He'll show you. For those in the Glass City this may end up to be just video with audio popping in and out. The camera goes back to his face ]

Now the price for partaking from this is alcohol and giving something to good old Jimmy Wilson. He doesn't know it yet but he's going to be making this barbecue taste more amazing.

[Figuring that there may not be a good connection he takes a page from Cameron's book and puts up a cardboard sign. WILSON'S BDAY.]

The clinic is still open. From the looks of it most of the necessary cases have crossed over.

[ooc; Last harrah for the Sand City! House's bbq is near the makeshift hospital. Open log, bring booze. When they get zapped to the Glass City, the party will continue because...Wilson deserves a bigger party. Moar booze.]

Comments

[anunluckypenny]

Vegetarian.

[House, have Penny's sweetest and nicest smile.]

I could stand around and be adorable and optimistic. I know how much you like that.

[She's been in the desert with this guy. She knows she probably irritates the hell out of him. Maybe that's sufficient party entertainment?]

[vicodincrutch]

I will toast any tree bark of your liking.

[He smiles back but it is not the same. The particularly dense bristle sure contributes to that.]

If you're going to just stand around, hold something up to be a shade. That's helpful.

[anunluckypenny]

That's really sweet of you. Thanks, doctor.

[She looks around. There's meat, and then there's sand... and sand... and sand....]

Um?