Even though you're kind of little, I'll teach you how to spray your spittle!
Oh Jack, jack, wherefore art thou jack?
The rain has been bearing down on M50 like rubber chickens.
The Staff pace restlessly through the gallery space waiting for Godot Art Zhou to arrive with the required shipment while Lexi’s watchful eyes spy on the denizens of the glass cube on Thomas’s behalf.
Katharina has been cleaning up the gallery space with proper blurb formatting, a necessary procedure courtesy of Jack’s irregular typographical quirks.
Dave is thoroughly enjoying his time looking at pretty models in bikinis under the guise of photoshopping, and this time he will not be interrupted by instructions from Serena.
While Exir is wondering what to do with the management’s warning letter regarding procedures to follow in case of a storm or hurricane.
Let us hope nothing life-shattering comes to pass before Thomas, Genine, Serena, Nico and Jack return to guide the lonely and wayward inhabitants of “The Cage”.