Regina George

((All backdated to during the dream plot.))

Why am I not surprised that some of you even have major issues when you're sleeping? But to whoever was completely failing that exam: I hope you passed!

[Private to Shego]

So, I think I should be learning how to defend myself? There are some real freaks here. [Also, mostly, kicking ass in Riddick's head was really fun and she wants to do more of that.

She is not, however, planning on bringing up that other dream.]

[Private to Lua]

This place sucks. What are you doing right now? [Distraction, please. Look, she'll even get you started:]

PS: Someone totally admitted to being a virgin in their dream. I just don't remember who. But it was someone old. Yuck.

[And in the early hours of the morning... Private to Tim]

[For the other broadcasts, Regina's managed to put her defenses up, take a breather, get mean again. But when she wakes up after this dream, it's just... too much. She just can't.

She's still crying when she picks up the communicator, not the way she was with Shego, but little teary sniffles, her voice small and sad.]

...Tim?

[Welcome to Hell, Bargizens! A young, pretty blonde girl stands in the middle of a gorgeously sumptuous bedroom, her arms folded over her chest, a thunderous expression on her extremely made-up face.]

Okay, excuse me. What happened to the view from my bedroom window? And why is my hallway sporting the latest in Fug Chic?

I don't think so. So what drooling sub-primal AV Club neanderthal do I have to talk to about getting this fixed?