mightbeconcussed | ★ 01 [Video/Action] Well it's not the semi annual sale at Macy's...

So I told him that I thought we were better as a special occasion sort of thing. Like the classic car you keep in the garage because if you drove it every day it’d always be in the shop. I’m not entirely sure he bought it but he agreed to leave our face to faces to parties and booty calls—Jill are you even listening to me?

[Lucy is standing in front of the fountain with a really fantastic Prada bag –price tag still attached--in her hand. She’s looking around wildly.]

Jilly Bean?

[She looks down at the bag in her hand]

Oh Holy Bear Bryant…does this mean I shop lifted? I swear I was going to buy it. Not that that ever works in the movies or the TV shows. It’s like the standard excuse for shop lifters. I bet it’s the excuse Wynona gave but honest, I mean it. I was going to pay for it until I got—where is this? Kidnapping carries a very serious penalty and I am not someone you want to abduct. Especially if you’re an alien. Oh God…it’s aliens isn’t it? I want to chime in with being opposed to aliens. Unless you’re Max Evans. Then you can abduct me anytime.

[She pauses to take a breath and note that the scenery is not one she recognizes]

This is definitely not Roswell, New Mexico.

[And a final glance down at the bag before she tucks it firmly beneath her arm]

At least I got to keep the bag…

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Aliens. Cute. You. Hey no judging here I am an equal opportunity flirt. Aliens, African Americans, Asians--as long as you're not an Auburn fan I'm all over that.

Pocket dimension. Like...okay I've got nothing. I'm blanking.

Oh, right, of course. I was just double checking, I mean, testing. Yeah. Testing. And no, not a big fan of towns in Alabama in general. I mean, I'm sure there's some really great ones, but as a general rule I'm not a fan.

Okay, like, imagine there are a bunch of different realities out there. Some are really weird, like you see in movies and books and stuff. And people get snatched from those worlds and stuck here.

I'm Sam Witwicky, by the way.

Bite your tongue. Birmingham born and bred.

Fantastic. I'm stuck in the universe's trash can.

Lucy Locke.

And Birmingham is awesome?

Hey, we're not trash. At least, not everyone.

Nice to meet you, Lucy.

Hello? Birmingham is so awesome.

I didn't say anyone was trash because I'm totally not going to call myself trash. Maybe saying 'great I'm in the Universe's Time Out' is a better description.

You too, Sam.

Never been, I'll have to go when I get home. Assuming, you know, I remember anything from this place next time. That's another thing, you go back home the exact time you left and almost never remember this place.

Also, every few days "curses" happen and reality is altered. Sometimes it's cool, a lot of times it's really not.

Universe's Time Out sounds pretty cool.

Okaaaaay so upside no matter how long I'm here, Bama will still be National Champions. Downside, I'm not there.

Curses? Altering reality? Explain-y please.

It's sounding more and more appropriate.

Buuuuuuut we have dinosaurs and dragons in the zoo here.

So, like today, people seem to be insanely hungry and unable to stop eating. A few days ago people's reflections in their mirrors were talking and coming alive.

Although some people aren't here because they were bad. I don't think.

So points in your favor buuuuuuuuuuut you don't have McElroy.

Huh. I used to pretend my reflection was my twin sister...

I guess that's good to hear?

But if I could have him in a cage this place might be okay.

Who's McElroy?

[This is Lucy taking a deep breath and preparing to spew facts on you]

Greg McElroy is the quarterback for the Alabama Crimson Tide. He's got a 62% completion rate. He's never lost a game he started and Baby is brilliant. He's a Rhode Scholar. Going to Oxford next year.

You know, I played football in high school. Not like in a game or anything, but during the tryouts. Never threw an interception or lost a game.

Oh Sweetie. Keep working. You'll get there.

But you know, I wanted to work on academics instead.

Very commendable. [She might be giggling at you right now]

Hey, it turned out pretty good. Besides, I mean, let the jocks have their moment of glory and all that, it's not fair if I did well in school and on the field.

By "did well in the field" I mean, "get knocked on my ass so hard I can't think straight".

Tell that to McElroy. They don't let guys that only know how to hit hard into Oxford.

Aww. At least you can take a hit. That's very sexy. Sort of. I mean as long as you got up and didn't cry like a girl.

Well, trust me, the jocks at my school couldn’t even tell you where Oxford was or spell it, let alone go there.

I totally got up and all the crying was of the very, very manly kind.

Sucky school

Well then you're golden, Sam.

You get out of it what you put into it, I think.

Go me.

So have you figured out a place to stay the night yet?

That's what they say.

I'm going to do some apartment shopping I guess since it seems like it's sort of cop a squat kind of thing.

It's true though, I pretty much screwed around first few years of high school and didn't really learn anything.

Well, if you need a place to stay until then you can crash with my roommate and I.

See, I screwed around in high school and when I got mandatory vacation I was in the process of screwing around through almost four years of college.

I'm pretty sure I'd lose my scholarship and get kicked out of college pretty hard if I screwed around in college. And my dad would give me that whole, "I'm disappointed in you" speech.