"You can't dance to Springsteen," Mindy laments. Or at least she can't. She'll never understand Danny's old man taste in music, but it is something she's come to suffer in silence by now. Almost. She still does sigh. "Do you think they're leaving us here on purpose? No way it takes this long to rescue the two of us."
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Date: 2014-10-08 01:48 am (UTC)