"Got me." Xander shrugged. "Parker wanted him to use his nifty handwavey psychic powers to help her find something, dunno what."
He shrugged again, sitting up against the head of his bed and reaching for another cookie. "And... nothing happened, really. Which was kind of the problem. There was tongue-trippage, mostly. Thus the text thing."
Xander snickered, though it was only half funny, really. "Which leaves me wondering what happens when, you know, we're actually in the same room. Maybe we both carry around pagers and beep each other? Or just agree in advance to a 115-character limit on anything we say."
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He shrugged again, sitting up against the head of his bed and reaching for another cookie. "And... nothing happened, really. Which was kind of the problem. There was tongue-trippage, mostly. Thus the text thing."
Xander snickered, though it was only half funny, really. "Which leaves me wondering what happens when, you know, we're actually in the same room. Maybe we both carry around pagers and beep each other? Or just agree in advance to a 115-character limit on anything we say."