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Okay. I think he's asleep...

[Penny's speaking in a whisper, network device held close. She looks unusually high-strung and--is she wearing a purple pajama top? At this time of day? Yes, she is.]

I need someone who can pick locks.

[She turns the camera. There's a silver cuff around her wrist... attached to a silver chain...attached to another silver cuff that happens to be on the wrist of Peter Vincent. Peter appears to be in a drunken stupor. Penny directs the device back towards her face.]

Okay. This is the first time he's been quiet since I woke up--next to him in his bed! Not that--I mean, of course I wasn't there on purpose, so this has to be a curse, but he keeps saying all of these things and I can't change my clothes because I know he'll look! I'm all for giving people second and third and fourth chances, but this is crazy and I need someone to save me before he wakes up and I... I don't even know. I don't think anyone can hold me responsible for anything I might do.

[Penny glances back over at Peter to make sure he's still out. Her whisper might have risen slightly above a whisper there.]

If you reply to this, please reply quietly, okay? And not with text. My typing's awful with one hand.

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That would be amazing, if you could.

Are you at Peter's flat?

I guess so. If it's not his, he hasn't said anything.

[And she's not asking him even if he is RIGHT THERE.]

I can be there in five minutes. I know it may be difficult for you, but do attempt to refrain from killing Peter in the mean time. The bastard still owes me a pint.

Unless I can kill people with my brain and my brain is a lot more homicidal that I think I can be, there won't be killing.

Don't joke, my dear. I've seen stranger and far more dangerous spontaneous displays of previously unknown magical powers.

Magic? I'm definitely not magic. At all. In any way.

I wouldn't rules it out, my dear. Two minutes.

I can try not to kill anyone with my brain for two minutes. Promise.

[It really isn't long before Howl's knocking at the door.]

Just shout if it's too much trouble to drag Peter over here to open the door.

[loudly] It's too much trouble! He's really drunk and I don't think I can coordinate anything that complicated!

[The door is locked, but it barely slows him down. Now that he's in he's able to appreciated oh hey a hot lady and plasters his most charming grin on.]

Penny, I assume? It is entirely delightful to meet you finally.

[He sweep down to kiss her un-cuffed hand.]

[Um.

This would be awkward even if this wasn't a day full of awkward.]

It's great to meet you too, Howl. Finally. After five minutes of waiting to meet you.

It'll take a lot more than that to get in her pants, Howl.

[He's just getting started.]

[Arches eyebrows but is mercifully silent.]

I hope the wait wasn't too long for you. Now let's see if we can get this bugger open.

[Howl flings his trailing sleeves back from his hands and starts inspecting the chain connecting them.]

[Peter just gets a little almost-glare.]

No, it wasn't any longer than any of the other five minuteses that've happened today. [She's mildly horrified by the fact that she's starting to be snarky. Let's try that again.] Thanks for getting here so quickly, Howl. Really.

Yes, yes.

[He's concentrating, now hush.]

I don't know where these deities get their magic from, but it's ruddy old and damn near unbreakable.

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What do you mean I owe you a pint? I treated you the first night you were here, you fucking lush!

Do you really need to swear that much?

Yeah, I fucking do.

Yes, it was my first night and you offered. Which means it doesn't count against the pint I bought you the other night when you said you'd forgot your wallet.

Right. Fuck. Fine, when the cuffs are off, I'll get you a pint.

Cheers, Peter.