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Recap: "Cor love a duck, what the bloody hell are you all doing in 'ere? I locked the door three times! You all 'ave the most ghastly manners!" I silently curse myself for being so damn British. Kelii was the first to burst out laughing. "What the hell was that?!" She asked, still laughing. "You forget I grew up in Birmingham! I'm not a bloody New Yorker like you lot. Maybe Brits have more class than you all, lock-picking my already low-security apartment!"

Kelii twirled a bobby pin between her fingers. "The lot of you, out! I'm zonked out an' I need some damn sleep." Kelii began to pout. "But Sin, I wanna go out tonight! You never want to do anything! You're so boring!" I rolled my eyes. "And you're a bloody whinger! We all 'ave some of lifes lit'le problems." Jimi popped up from the fridge. "You know, you sound more British when you're angry." I flipped him the bird. "I'm not gettin' into a row with you all over this. Just lemme go to bed an' quit taking andvantage of my poor financial choices! My place is in shambles, I'm steaming drunk, I barely know what's goin' on anymore so all of you, out!" The line started with Kelii, followed by Darren and Jimi all filing out sheepishly.

. . . Very short, baisically just a filler . . .