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[vicodincrutch]

video;

[Blip! On goes the network device. Have an unflattering up angle at the bristly chin of House.]

Let's be real. It's on your calender. And for at least eleven months out of the year you don't think about how warm and fuzzy you are, how far you'll travel or even the prayer you're going to say. People say Thanksgiving and you think about [the network device is now hovering before a plate that's pretty much a small buffet] this.

[Closer! Over the mountain of mashed potatoes and it's lava flow of gravy. He even turns the plate on the counter top. There are voices coming from another room indistinct, so yeah he is taking time to pull away and do this.]

Do you see this? Four days. Four days of this. No regrets.

[Behold the glory of green bean casserole. Beside it of course stuffing. Turkey slices, light and dark. Oops. Too close the screen fogs over. House flips it back around to rub it off on his t-shirt.]

People pay extra for a channel of this. Hours and hours. You get this for free. You're welcome.

[One last look then back to that wrinkled face.]

As I was saying... Thanksgiving should be renamed. That's not how people spend it. It's not how they remember it. Just a day for thankfulness? [Scrunched up thoughtful face as if he's listening for a response. Wait. Is that a veiled positive sentiment? The moment has passed!] Whatever. Day of gluttony. I'm not sorry.

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[vicodincrutch.livejournal.com]

[Noblebaby? Nobletoddler? Ciel is short. And he's probably what? Twelve? Thirteen? House lowballs because it seems like there are plenty of overly dependent young persons in this City.]

Clearly you need to write an instructional manual on the matter.

[Because it's so fascinating and so full of bullshit. The sourpuss never is a fan of expectations or social norms.]

The other option would be live and learn. For the doctor I mean.

[Arrogance? ....it's too easy to touch on that subject.]

I like a good laugh.

[Innards are easier to figure out after you've seen.]

[eidoloncast.livejournal.com]

Clearly. Perhaps I should have you as a consultant for how to write it.

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I will find them for you. It may take some time, however, the library is fairly large. Although, you are welcome to visit my Estate if you would like.

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[vicodincrutch.livejournal.com]

I don't know what type of insight I could possibly highlight to improve your first hand point of view on your own time. [And space. Head space. Or wherever he's from.]

Estate. [For highballs? Surely the City wouldn't begrudge a pint-size so and so his minor illegal luxuries.] I'll see what's on the calender.

[eidoloncast.livejournal.com]

Why, your boundless sarcasm would be sure to help in some way or another.

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Ah, yes, because I am sure your schedule is ever so busy now that you do not have your work to worry about.

[vicodincrutch.livejournal.com]

Help. [He is a professional at the asshole foxtrot. He continues light on his feet.]

You're joking right? It's flu season. The hospital is still functioning. People don't stop getting sick or injured or infected. Believe me, I've tried to lessen the numbers.

[eidoloncast.livejournal.com]

Perhaps.

Oh, I did not realize you still worked, then. How do you manage not to get sick yourself?

[vicodincrutch.livejournal.com]

Vitamins. Antibiotics. Hygiene. That works against most aggressive infections. I get a cold now and then. I'm human.

[eidoloncast.livejournal.com]

I see. Do feel free to let me know if you should fancy a visit. I could, at the very least, have you for tea.