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[allucinator]

So put it in, then.

[He leans against Alice, his head settling in her lap, his feet gently pushing at Sirius' leg.]

And you aren't brilliant, don't give yourself too much o' an ego. Oye, darlin', you ever seen one before? A film, I mean.

[cruelwonder]

[She laughs quietly, putting a hand on his head and brushing back his hair fondly.]

I haven't, to be honest. I've seen a few shows on television when I pass by some shops but...nothing much.

[atrumcanis.livejournal.com]

Then your head is likely to explode, Alice darling, because programs are nothing like films.

[He scrambles to the DVD player and shoves in the film--then scrambles back to the sofa once more as it begins, clamoring up to sit on Jack's other side.]

No pirating, it says no pirating, Jack, you'll be caught. You as well, miss, although you'd likely be let off as you'd be a lady-pirate. And oooo, here are the opening credits--dusky dust, dusty sunset, a lone rider on a pale horse riding along a gulch.... with his faithful dog.

[allucinator]

Is it a Yorick-like dog, or one that actually ain't fat as hell?

[cruelwonder]

Like Yorick. Very thin.

[atrumcanis.livejournal.com]

You what! So not like Yorick at all, is what she means-- Oi, Alice, have you actually seen him? He's nearly unable to lay down, that's how massive he is. This dog is about a quarter the size of Yorick, Jack, just imagine.

[allucinator]

I tried to get him to go on a diet, you know, it's not my fault he's fat as hell.

[cruelwonder]

You two are terrible! He's going to hear you and start to sulk now.