GC: Oh Melissa, you are wonderful. Always going out of your way to help me, putting up with my quirky whims. Zeus knows how you it.
MM: It's nothing Goddess. Really, it's my pleasure.
GC: No, no little one, it is *my* pleasure. I must repay your generosity. What would you like? . A party? Breakfast in bed? A second home? A nice trip to the Bahamas? Anything, just name it and it's yours. Your wish is my....
HL: ((sing song voice)) Wake up sleepy head.
MM: ((mumbling, pulling the blankets over my head)) Go away Hudson.
HL: Well I would, but you are sleeping in the living room and I want to watch television.
MM: Well, I wouldn't be sleeping in the living room if you weren't sleeping in my room, besides, didn't Matt just send over a spare television?
HL: Yes, but it's so tiny.
MM: It's a 40 inch screen!
HL: That's what I said.
MM: ((grumbling, grab my blankets off the sofa and trudge into my bedroom, collapsing on the bed))
GC: Oh Melissa,
MM: Yes, Goddess.
GC: I was thinking, it's time Hudson moved out of your Temple Apartment. I mean, so what if that Morgan character is running around Cirra. You deserve a little peace.
MM: Oh Goddess, thank-you, thank-you, thank....
HL: ((calling from the other room)) Melissa, you had better wake up.
MM: Why?! Do you need someone to change the channels for you?
HL: Well, that's a fine attitude.
MM: Thanks, I try. ((closing my eyes))
GC: Oh Melissa....
MM: Did I say you could call me Melissa?
GC: Goddess?
MM: Better. Now, what can you do for me today my Bard?
HL: Melissa!
MM: ((thinking: Hades! Another dream sequence.)) WHAT?!
HL: Never mind, if you are going to be that way.
MM: ((get out of bed, stalk into the living room)) What?
HL: Nope, really. Not important.
MM: ((deep breath)) Hudson? What do you want?
HL: Well I just thought I should remind you that Cally is expecting you for breakfast this morning.
MM: ((blank stare)) Your joking, right?
HL: No. She's really expecting you.
MM: Since when? She didn't say anything to me.
HL: Since about 6:30. And no, she didn't say anything to you, she told me.
MM: You? Why you?
HL: Something about not wanting to wake you. And bards being rather grumpy in the morning. ((mumbing under her breath)) understatement.
MM: 6:30, did you say?!
HL: Yep. You had better get a move on Missy.
MM: Don't call me Missy. ((grab my car keys and head for the door))
HL: You might want to change out of those Pjs first. While I think they are adorable, Callisto might not appreciate the irony.
MM: ((realizing I am still wearing my Smokey the Bear Pjs)) I see what you mean.
HL: Oh and Melissa ((wrinkling her nose)) a shower wouldn't hurt either.
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