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Jean Louis Girard ([personal profile] jleng) wrote2018-04-04 05:20 pm
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komiker: (heaven knows your mother lied mon cher)

[personal profile] komiker 2018-12-01 10:23 pm (UTC)(link)
you just haven't managed to excite us very much, that's all.
komiker: (come and sing a different song)

[personal profile] komiker 2018-12-01 10:48 pm (UTC)(link)
I see your lie and raise it with a fatter one: your consideration is appreciated.
komiker: (so come on let me entertain you)

[personal profile] komiker 2018-12-01 10:51 pm (UTC)(link)
my producers think we have "chemistry". they want you back. put me to work.
komiker: (so grab yourself an alibi)

[personal profile] komiker 2018-12-01 11:02 pm (UTC)(link)
of course he said yes, Girard. do you know what kind of campaign costs the last episode has saved you in Liberté?
komiker: (the kettle's on so don't be long)

[personal profile] komiker 2018-12-01 11:06 pm (UTC)(link)
he hates my guts.
komiker: (separate your right from wrongs)

[personal profile] komiker 2018-12-01 11:11 pm (UTC)(link)
what? you're scaring me more than your smileys right now.
komiker: (hell is gone and heaven's here)

[personal profile] komiker 2018-12-01 11:16 pm (UTC)(link)
too bad... Fortesque is neither girly enough nor manly enough for my tastes.
Edited 2018-12-01 23:17 (UTC)
komiker: (funny man)

[personal profile] komiker 2018-12-01 11:25 pm (UTC)(link)
[ Picture ticks in on his phone. It's a screen cap. Reservation for Hotel Smaragd, five stars, in the eastern part of midtown. Friday, eight o'clock. It's reserved in the name, Schmidt. ]