It was a productive writing session.
*ting ting ting of falling garden weasel* Cirrus, you ninny, you almost got mulched.
"They're moving on killing all the black people."
"Perkins isn't there to put it off."
"What the fuck are you two writing?!"
"Porn."
"Who's the guy in the CS?"
"John Hill."
"Ever meet a fellow by the name of Hill?"
"You're fired."
A: "Logan is office furniture."
B: "I think [Actor] would make very cute office furniture."
A: "[Actor] blowing [Other actor] under the desk."
C: You have my attention.
D&E: All of our attention
B: And I'm just having The Pretty...
A: Your turn.
B: Shhh. Pretty.
A: James is in Italy. Logan is offering to David.
C: [Actor] and [David's Actor]?
B: Shhh. Pretty. Think that shot from Numbers.
"Did we just Italian Job our main character?"
"Yep."
(Flipping through photo folder)
"That's hot. Who is it?"
"Me. Thirty years ago."
"WHOA!"
"Told you I was skinny once."
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