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[The post turns on, and enough time has passed between when Kurt arrived and now for his panic to turn into livid anger. His hands are firmly attached to his hips and he is not pleased.]
Excuse me, but what am I doing here? To the owner of this mansion – if you had actually requested my services instead of stealing me away like Mr. Ryerson driving around in a suspicious white van, I would have been more than happy to help you in your obvious need for redecorating. I’m not even sure how I got here, but this is unacceptable.
My father will flip when he realizes I never made it home, and I have glee club to worry about too. I can’t just disappear. What is this, The Lovely Bones? The Elizabeth Smart Story? [He realizes he’s comparing himself to 14-year-old girls, and stops himself, because he does kind of look and sound like a 14-year-old girl. He takes a deep breath and tries calm down.]
Can anyone actually hear me on this thing? Or better yet, can anyone tell me what on Earth is going on?
Excuse me, but what am I doing here? To the owner of this mansion – if you had actually requested my services instead of stealing me away like Mr. Ryerson driving around in a suspicious white van, I would have been more than happy to help you in your obvious need for redecorating. I’m not even sure how I got here, but this is unacceptable.
My father will flip when he realizes I never made it home, and I have glee club to worry about too. I can’t just disappear. What is this, The Lovely Bones? The Elizabeth Smart Story? [He realizes he’s comparing himself to 14-year-old girls, and stops himself, because he does kind of look and sound like a 14-year-old girl. He takes a deep breath and tries calm down.]
Can anyone actually hear me on this thing? Or better yet, can anyone tell me what on Earth is going on?
