AN ANNOUCEMENT!!!!!!!

[spenstar.livejournal.com]

Ladies and gentlemen, I have a very important announcement to make. I'm sure you're all waiting with bated (or is that baited? wormed? hooked?) breath now, so I'll spare you the preamble. After all, who needs a preamble when ambling is so much more fun?

ANYWAY. Gus and I are opening a brand-new branch of PSYCH, right here in Babylon! That's right -- Santa Barbara's best psychic detective agency is now a Babylon fixture. You can find us at [address], just a few minutes away from Taurus.

Have an unsolvable case? A missing item? Want to talk to Grandma? Come to PSYCH for all your psychic needs!

And this week only, we're running a Grand Opening Special on Baby Location, because I'm sure a couple of you out there are going to need it. No offense, Babylonians -- babies are slippery creatures.

Comments

[misskittyclaws.livejournal.com]

Yes, you can call me by my name, Spence. So what exactly qualifies you as a psychic detective?

[spenstar.livejournal.com]

Well, I'm a psychic, and I work with the police department. Or, I did, back in Santa Barbara. Here I just... detect.

[misskittyclaws.livejournal.com]

And what have you detected so far here, Spence?

[spenstar.livejournal.com]

Well, we only opened up today, Sel, and most of the day was getting our totally rocking office in order. I did sense that the TV looks better in the corner, though, does that count?

[misskittyclaws.livejournal.com]

Oh, very impressive, Spence.

It's funny, talking to you, I could almost swear I sense something. About... pineapple? Weird.

[spenstar.livejournal.com]

Pineapple? Sel, you're a woman after my own heart!

[misskittyclaws.livejournal.com]

Hmm, no, that doesn't seem quite right. Something about... redheads?

[spenstar.livejournal.com]

Redheads? I think I'm losing you.

I mean, I wouldn't say no to one, but otherwise...

[misskittyclaws.livejournal.com]

Don't tell me you're skeptical about my sixth sense.

[spenstar.livejournal.com]

We don't all have the Gift, Sel. It's okay. Gus doesn't have it either, and I still like him.

[misskittyclaws.livejournal.com]

See, now I'm sensing that perhaps Dana already told me a bit about you.

[spenstar.livejournal.com]

Ohh, that redhead! Now that's a horse of a different color -- red, to be exact.

You're friends with Dana? Is she there right now? Hi, Dana!!!

[misskittyclaws.livejournal.com]

Yes, I am. And no, she's not.

[spenstar.livejournal.com]

Aw.

So what did my favorite FBI agent have to say?

[misskittyclaws.livejournal.com]

Now that's just between us girls.

[spenstar.livejournal.com]

Okay, okay, I see how it goes. I'll just have to replicate the conversation in my head, then.

"Oh, that Shawn is sooooo dreamy..."

[misskittyclaws.livejournal.com]

Really not helping the psychic argument here, Spence.

[spenstar.livejournal.com]

But I like my version better. :(

[misskittyclaws.livejournal.com]

The power of denial is strong indeed.

[wizardresden.livejournal.com]

Maybe we should call him Cleopatra.

[misskittyclaws.livejournal.com]

Maybe "we" shouldn't do anything. Don't believe I was talking to you.

[scienceexplains.livejournal.com]

Well, that did it. I'm completely convinced of your powers now.

[misskittyclaws.livejournal.com]

Of course, maybe he's right and we're just misremembering the conversation.

[scienceexplains.livejournal.com]

There have been reported cases of memory loss following exposure to severe dreaminess.

[misskittyclaws.livejournal.com]

How dreadful! Is there a cure?