Ginsberg is not amused.

[just_displaced]

Now look, just because you think my mustache is "funny"...

[He completes this disdainful comment with dramatic air quotes.]

... doesn't mean I'm a funny guy. You know that. I'm actually pretty serious. I like the name you've chosen for me. It fits. Very existential. I'm not sure if anyone at SCDPCGC -- is that what we're calling it now? I can't keep track. Sounds like a shady law firm no matter how you organize the letters -- gets it.

[A pause.]

What do you mean, "gets what?" Gets it. It's a figure of speech. A phrase. Are you high right now?

[A longer pause.]

You're not high? That's a first. Not for you, I mean. For the people I spend my time around these days. Come to think of it, though, this is pretty weird. Did you get me high?

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[speechitize]

There's two dead guys in the current title.

I think we've got a shot.

[just_displaced]

I guess I should probably be glad that you think of us as better than dead guys. That's a pretty low standard.

[speechitize]

Of course we are.

Speaking of which, they've got dead people here too.

[just_displaced]

You mean they've just got dead bodies lying around? That's got to be a major health code violation.

[speechitize]

I mean as in the living sense. They've died but they're alive here-- talking, typing, screwing, mingling...

[just_displaced]

So they're zombies.

[speechitize]

No.

...

Well, maybe.

[just_displaced]

Yeah, see, I knew this place was messed up. I knew it. Can we just go home now? Go to work or something?

[speechitize]

No way. Think of all the people you could meet.

The possibilities are literally endless.

[just_displaced]

I don't know if I want to meet them. I think I know enough people.

[speechitize]

Well, you're here. Might as well make the most of it-- what do you want to do?

Literally. Anything.

[just_displaced]

I don't think the laws of physics change just because we're stuck in some kind of...

[He looks around.]

Whatever this is. You can't just do anything.

[speechitize]

Try it.

Better yet, get more specific. You wanna fly? Fight a dragon? Push someone down the stairs? What?

[just_displaced]

I don't want to do any of that.

[A long pause.]

Did you push someone down the stairs?

[speechitize]

No. Maybe the right person.

[just_displaced]

Who's the right person? Hypothetically, I mean.

[speechitize]

The Pillsbury Doughboy. It's a simple, stupid idea that practically shits gold.

...He'd probably laugh all the way down too.

[just_displaced]

That's...

[A long pause, as though he's looking for something to argue with.]

That's a great fucking idea, actually. You think we can find the Pillsbury Doughboy around here somewhere?

[speechitize]

It is pretty great.

[ He's just going to throw that in there for the record. ]

Sure we can. We'll smoke him out. You know that little bastard not only watches his own brethren get baked-- he laughs. He enjoys it. What kind of sadistic face for a campaign is that?

[just_displaced]

That campaign is a lot more fucked up than I gave it credit for. You think that was purposeful? Some kind of coded message or something? We should enjoy... baking our friends, or whatever?