XGabrielle: No, it's not just us -- power's out up the whole block, looks like. And it sounds like somebody called the cops.
Kris: Dammit. This is more trouble than I was actually expecting to be in. How awkward.
Gabrielle: What do we do now?
Kris: ...what do you usually do?
Gabrielle: Uh, I tell Alain, and Alain tells Murdoch, and Murdoch yells at me and fixes it. And I have to look sorry and behave for, like, a week.
Kris: Well, that won't work here. Unless -- hmm...
Gabrielle: What does 'hmm' mean?
Kris: Come on. Let's find Lena. Oh, and grab the dye! We're still gonna need that.
Kris: Dammit. This is more trouble than I was actually expecting to be in. How awkward.
Gabrielle: What do we do now?
Kris: ...what do you usually do?
Gabrielle: Uh, I tell Alain, and Alain tells Murdoch, and Murdoch yells at me and fixes it. And I have to look sorry and behave for, like, a week.
Kris: Well, that won't work here. Unless -- hmm...
Gabrielle: What does 'hmm' mean?
Kris: Come on. Let's find Lena. Oh, and grab the dye! We're still gonna need that.
When last we saw.... Gabrielle - Kris
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