Em wrinkled her nose as she walked into the dingy basement John and his girlfriend Amanda were pleased to call a flat. Amanda saw her and grinned. "Well, well. Should I make a joke about a prodical son? Or just say it's good to see you again."
"Glad to see you're not taking crack again. Or anything else you just 'happen' to find on the street."
Amanda pulled a face. "Yeah, well, I'm still your best friend aren't I?"
"Eh, debateable. I meet a lot of nice people at work in the labs," she shrugged.
"I thought you quit that job..." John sighed.
"I'm a consultant," Em groaned. "They send schematics and stuff and I try to help puzzle through them. It's better than the 9 to 5 I used to have."
"But...you're working for them."
"Uh. We are not having this conversation," Em laughed. "So, Amanda. Area 51? What've you got?"
Amanda pulled up a document on her computer. "Well, don't laugh."
"I won't."
She took a deep breath, and started snickering. "They say where it is on Wikipedia. It's in Nevada!"
Em blinked. "I'm not laughing, but I am sort of dead inside."805Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡIdLz2Gl1lt
Amanda laughed. "Yeah, I died too. I mean, Nevada. Seriously, of all places, Nevada? Nothing ever happens there!"
"Where is it?" Em asked.
"I just told you--"
"No, no. Like exactly? An, exact, sort of, thing. Place."
John raised his eyebrows. "No. No, no, no, no. You are not teleporting there by yourself."
"You're right. Amanda, grab John."
"That's not what I meant either--!"
But before he could finish his argument, the flat was empty once again.
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