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all_inclusive2013-08-25 04:34 pm
haolehothead) wrote in all_inclusive2013-08-25 04:34 pm
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I have a theory that whoever invented the modern cellular phone also had an ex-wife
See, this is what Danny gets for not looking up. This is what happens when he's so preoccupied with not making a hundred tiny little typing errors on his incredibly tiny phone. Instead of showing up at headquarters like he's supposed to, he wanders through a door and ends up standing in a hotel lobby that looks vaguely familiar. That'd been about a week ago and now Danny's been wandering the grounds with his phone in hand.
And yeah, see, the whole 'no signal' thing makes sense given that he comes outside every day and stares at the floating rocks in space. Danny's obviously going to have to redefine his concept of 'making sense' because he's in a hotel in space and it's not the first time, but at least he hasn't been shot this time. Even though it's been a week, that doesn't stop Danny from wandering around the grounds, jabbing at the phone with his fingers as if he'll manage to get a signal and try to get Google Map directions from Chin as to which door is going to open up and bring him home instead of continuously showing him to a hotel bedroom that looks more Tarzan than it does actual hotel room.
"Hey!" he calls, when he sees someone walking through the gardens, cautious to stay away from the hedge maze (he has read Harry Potter thanks to Grace about a dozen times, he knows what goes down in those things). "Hey, you know anything about technology? Cuz me, me, I don't, I'm terrible with it, but what do you say you help a guy out, huh?" he asks, with his best smile.
And yeah, see, the whole 'no signal' thing makes sense given that he comes outside every day and stares at the floating rocks in space. Danny's obviously going to have to redefine his concept of 'making sense' because he's in a hotel in space and it's not the first time, but at least he hasn't been shot this time. Even though it's been a week, that doesn't stop Danny from wandering around the grounds, jabbing at the phone with his fingers as if he'll manage to get a signal and try to get Google Map directions from Chin as to which door is going to open up and bring him home instead of continuously showing him to a hotel bedroom that looks more Tarzan than it does actual hotel room.
"Hey!" he calls, when he sees someone walking through the gardens, cautious to stay away from the hedge maze (he has read Harry Potter thanks to Grace about a dozen times, he knows what goes down in those things). "Hey, you know anything about technology? Cuz me, me, I don't, I'm terrible with it, but what do you say you help a guy out, huh?" he asks, with his best smile.