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[broshaw]

Okay, sick, so --

[deep breath buddy you rehearsed this]

In 1950-whatever this guy named Walt Disney opened Disneyland in California, USA, uhh, Earth, and basically redefined what it meant to be an amusement park. We're talking about spinning teacup rides, Thunder Mountain, Splash Mountain, Space Mountain, like, all the Mountains, which are actually roller coasters but I probably don't have to explain those to you --

So anyway it's called the Happiest Place on Earth and TBH after that shit I think maybe everyone could use some corporate mouseketeering, so like. Caaaaaaan we go to Disneyland, is what I'm asking.

[palfriday]

That sounds like it might involve some interdimensional copyright violations...

[perks up] But! We are going to a carnival for the long weekend in February! That's almost the same thing!

[it's not.]

[broshaw]

I mean, who cares about those, though? I mean, what's Walt Disney gonna do, come serve you a subpoena?

[hmmm....] Okay, yeah, a carnival's pretty cool. But like, a regular one, right? No surprise murder trials or like. Zombies or anything?

[palfriday]

Yes!

[what was that in answer to? idk.]

[broshaw]

[he's just gonna decide it's the first one. fuck it!]

Okay cool. 'Cos uh, kind of a bummer when it isn't, y'know? Totally drags the whole vibe down. So put a pin in maybe Disneyland or like, even Six Flags would be good. Hell, I'd take a visit to Dollyland...

[but a carnival works, so good enough.]

Anyway, okay, the other thing. I got a really good fuckin' idea thanks to my best bro Pratt and basically: I wanna like, play music for people over the PA system. You know, like a radio station. Maybe take requests. Give life advice, announce big goings on, that kinda thing.

[palfriday]

-- Oh, that sounds wonderful! Of course, I'm the only one who has access to it, so you'd have to stop by here to do it, but...

[she reaches under the desk, fusses around nosily for a few seconds, and then slams what very much looks like a ginormous conch shell onto the desk.]

I think it'd be fun!

[broshaw]

Oh, sure, yeah, that's no prob --

[whoa what the fuck kind of Lord of the Flies shit is this?]

-- Holy shit, is that the PA system??? Wow, never seen that kinda thing at Radioshack...

[palfriday]

Oh, don't worry, it's really easy! When you're holding it, the whole ship can hear anything you say! Just like that!

[broshaw]

For real? Wow. That's way easier than the shit we had to do back home. [he still doesn't know how they hooked up the radio after the Collapse. that's beyond his pay grade.]

So like, I can play music and it'll play through all the speakers on the ship?? I got a boombox I can just sorta plop right down in front of it... Then I gotta get the questions so I can, like, answer them. Oh, and figure out a cool DJ name or somethin'.......

[priorities!!!]

[palfriday]

Just let the boombox hold it, and it'll play over the speakers!

[y'know, with its little boombox hands.]

[broshaw]

Uhh, it's sorta one of the handless models... [he debates it for like, half a second, then shrugs.] Whatever, I'll figure it out.

Oorrrrr, we'll figure it out? [seems only fair to offer Friday some of the spotlight!] You could be my co-host if you want!

[palfriday]

[holds up hands] Um, I think I'll just stick to my normal announcements, if that's okay...!

[broshaw]

It's your ship, Friday, you do whatever the hell you want and don't let me or anybody else tell you otherwise.

[he says it with the same casual offhandedness of a drunken sorority girl in the bathroom of a Wafflehouse at 3 in the morning.]

I've gotta get, like, so much shit in order, but uhhh, can I just... come back when I'm ready?

[palfriday]

It's not really... [actually no it kinda is, isn't it. oh well. don't think about that too much.]

Of course! I hope you have lots of fun!