[ ...this is probably not the best conversation to have with someone that's still sort of drunk, oops.

(and wow, john. WHO DOES THAT INDEED.) ]

It's ... sort of a similar situation to the one with the red door? One moment you're where you've always been, and the next you're somewhere else altogether. [ that seems like a nice way to start things. ] Except it didn't take me to a boat, it took me to an alternate Chicago, and instead of a red door, they called it a rift.

These cracks in the universe we fell through.

[ it says something about her life that she can say all of that with a completely straight face now. ]