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Date: 2007-11-03 05:41 pm (UTC)
After another silence, Evan asked, "This may seem like an odd question, but did our dead psychiatrist just talk to me?"

As Sheppard smirked and everyone else stared, McKay strode across the room, bent down, and held the device up triumphantly. "Science!"

God, no wonder she'd found a bottle of Athosian liquor in Weir's desk drawer.


ahahahahaha.

Ahem. Nice!
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