Well I replaced her old mailbox with a new one. If you need your mailbox replaced I'm your man. That's right. I'm Mr. Mailbox. Yeah. 

Fucked up the palm of my hand though. Not fun. 

Then I went to the lab because the sky was a bleeding gray and there's nothing better than driving under a sky like that listening to Sanvean and Celon over and over and over again.  

Of course there was no one there. 

I called you when I got home but you weren't answering. Did you go to Rozz's? 

I think we need to talk.