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9012-B
Sunday, 20 April 2008

Now, I know that Jared Leto had acted nobly in throwing me out of harm's way and whatnot, but that didn't change the fact he got me killed. I stomped up to him and started punching every inch of his body i could get my hands on.

"What's your problem?!"

"You got me killed!"

"You tried to pick me up!"

"You would have liked it!"

Jared Leto grabbed my wrists and held them in front of his face.

"I know you're angry but beating me will get you nowhere."

"Well what am I supposed to do?"

"Talk."

This was Janis Joplin, turned around in her seat to look at us.

"Come talk."

I looked at her---she was actually THERE, HER---and back to Jared Leto, who grabbed my arm and dragged me over to the table. She slammed me down in a seat and took one for himself.

A waitress brought us drinks. She didn't card me, but I guess when you're dead and the alcohol is only a dimensional illusion, drinking age doesn't matter.

"To the fallen soldier," said Janis Joplin, raising her glass. We all followed suit mechanically.

"We watched you die," she explained. "Guess who killed ya'll."

Jared Leto growled.

"Take it easy, man," said John Lennon. He adjusted his glasses on his nose and surveyed us. "Take a breather."

"Figuratively," Janis Joplin added, and laughed.

Jared Leto seemed resigned. He drank his hooch and stared at the table, stony-faced.

I wanted answers.

I slammed my hand on the table to get them.

"What's going on here?"

They all looked at me.

"You don't know?" asked John Lennon.

"Who is she?" Janis Joplin inquired.

"She's on the outside," Jared Leto answered both of them. He leaned back in his chair. "I failed and took a civilian with me."

"Huh?" I asked.

"Why was she with you, anyway?"

"Who is she?"

"Is she a hooker?"

They were all looking at me.

"What-is-going-on? Why-did-the-heiress-want-to-kill-you?"

Jared Leto prepped himself for explaining.

"You know how, a lot fo the time, in Hollywood, and...certain stars just hate each other?"

"Yeah..."

"Well, you know how they form factions and secret societies and have their own police force and judicial board?"

"No."

"We've got to explain some stuff to her first."

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 


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