When: About 1:30 p.m.
Where: The Reading Room (aka Cafeteria)
It was good to be herself again. Very good. Chloe giggled, feeling giddy. No--she felt...high, like she'd smoked some really good weed. Which she had back in high school. Once or twice. Purely in the spirit of scientific inquiry. Not that she'd ever told Clark, of course. He wouldn't have understood.
So Chloe knew the signs. Everything seemed more attractive, more interesting. Sights, sounds, smells, sensations--especially sensations. Chloe touched her lips. The memory of Faith's kiss lingered there, a distracting reminder. She was horny as hell now and wanted very much to turn around and drag Faith into the nearest bed. And maybe a couple of other people as well.
No. First things first. "Then we'll see."
"What?" George asked, glancing at her. They were approaching the open doors of the cafeteria.
Chloe glanced at George. "Nothing," she said. "It's show time!"
Chloe stalked into the cafeteria and stopped just inside the doorway. "Attention, please! Can I have everyone's attention?" The conversations died down as people focused on her.
"You can stop researching now," Chloe continued. "It's me, Chloe. I'm me again. We've found a solution, courtesy of our friendly neighborhood Grim Reapers." She held out a hand and George smiled and waved. "So we can start sorting everyone out right away."
Chloe looked over the sea of faces. "Any questions?"