audio.

[delincuente]

[The audio feed rattles to life with a blare of feedback, and the voice that comes through is bright, cherry, and possibly familiar to a few.]

Gooood morning, outer space! I'm pleased to announce that I've just taken over your fleet. You can call me Your Majesty, or Supreme Overlord, or Beyoncé. One of the three. Mom jeans and aerobic dance are officially outlawed, and nothing is allowed to start before noon.

Kay, thanks. Beyoncé out.

Comments

[stefanged]

[Wait, what?]

Isn't Area 51 reserved for aliens? What would your family have to do with that?

[delincuente]

It doesn't matter, because it all turned out to be some elaborate loyalty test from the wizard world, and I blew it by outing magic to the media. I had to go on trial, and everything.

[Still so casual.]

[stefanged]

[He's quiet for a few seconds as he processes what he was just told. For not the first time, he hates her wizarding world.]

Do you wanna talk about it? Or uh, do you wanna just claim a room on the Paisley and unofficially hang out there until the paperwork clears?

[delincuente]

The second one. It's been a long day, even before I got here.

[stefanged]

You got it. [He finally steps aside, stuffing his hands in his pockets.] I'll go ahead and get everything ready for you, unless uh - you wanna head back with me?

[delincuente]

Dude, of course I wanna head back with you. Get me out of here.

[stefanged]

[ He holds out one arm, as if he's about to escort her back to the finest ball - and okay, he might be grinning like a total loon too. ]

As you wish.

[delincuente]

[She takes his arm, grins, and then leans up to say - ]

I've seen The Princess Bride, you dork.

[stefanged]

You, me, and the entire Fleet at this point. [teasingly:] I think Atroma owes us a new round of movies, but maybe that's just me.

[delincuente]

Excuse you, From Justin to Kelly is a classic saga of love and music in modern America, and it is fabulous.

[stefanged]

Says you! I couldn't even get through the first five minutes and I tried.

[delincuente]

Your taste in movies is too good. It keeps you from appreciating true entertainment.

[stefanged]

Like that band who threw meat into the audience, you mean?

[delincuente]

Ughhhh is innovative and unique.

[stefanged]

I don't know. Sounds like I'm too old to understand modern music.