those, too. CHOP-CHOP.

[Barges into @RessurectStorm's room, suit in tow.] Put this on. You and I are going to a ball tonight.

[Sits. Thinking. Watching. Waiting.] You know, I'm getting bored of you. [Anya sits, mute.] You're so much more fun when you talk.

I just need you to keep eyes on Anya. Just an hour, okay. Yeah, I'm diving in.

Scourge.

[This is life through the eyes of men and women alike who know nothing else; the life of a man before her. But she's here for someone else.]

Boo.