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Now I've got all this whipped cream and nothing to do with it.

Hey Ethan, did you take those pictures for me?

[private to Adam]

I've got wardens reprimanding other wardens left and right, but I gotta save somebody's life or something big and impressive, or I'm gonna be stuck with no powers for, like, ever. They keep saying I've got to "prove" something or... something.

How're you coming with the whole Pom Pom dating Eyebrows situation?

[barge!Company filter (Sylar and Adam)]

Phase One complete. Well, I got Sam tripping all over himself to believe every line I feed him and the Russian kid would bend over backwards to give me any information he could. They were my guys, right?

[private to Tony]

What number is she?

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[barge!Company]

Oh well. I'll learn to live without the cheerleader's friendship somehow.

[Private to Adam]

Useless platitudes, mostly. Sam said:

"It doesn't have to be anything big. Just... sometimes, the right decision, at the right time is enough of a start. It's all about taking what's happened to you, and rising above it. Becoming a stronger person for it."

"The best you can hope for is to break past their cynicism. Being sincere and sticking to it's a good start, but more importantly, you've got to prove them wrong about you."

"Have you tried sitting down and talking to the people who're laughing at you? Not on the journals, I mean, but face-to-face."

I really don't feel like having a heart-to-heart with anybody. Other than that, I don't really know what he's talking about.

And Libby said, "Prove you deserve to be forgiven. Work at it." She's a strident harridan but it's kinda the same thing Sam said.

[barge!Company]

I'm sure you'll manage.

[Private to Elle]

That basically sounds like 'find someone you've pissed off and try to make them like you'. I wouldn't recommend Tony or any of your other old wardens. Is there anybody else who hates you but not that much?

And people are laughing at you?

Libby, but she sort of hates me a lot. I can try fooling the new guy into giving me my ability back, but after playing the good girl for too long I get really bored. Maybe Morgan. She's, like, friends with Libby or something, and I don't think she hates me too much.

I told Sam they were. And nobody except Sam has been exactly nice about my desire to find redemption and become a better person.

Oh, do Morgan. I'm friends with her. I can easily slip a few good words in for you now and then.

Cool. She's next on the list then.

Got one for me? After all, I helped pick out one for you. Care to help me return the favor?

Do Libby.

Alright. That should be easy.

Then you can tell her how sweet and vulnerable I am underneath my evil exterior.

I'm supposed to be winning her to my side, not making her laugh.

Come on, I'm supposed to be winning people over. Would it kill you to put in a good word for me? Make something up.

Alright. But only because you asked nicely.

You know you're my favorite four-hundred-year-old British guy. But just in case you didn't, you totally are.

Well I feel flattered.

And you're my favorite twenty-something blonde who has electric powers.

Cool.

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