*is tired*

Not going to BTTF. *sigh* Man, stuff like this probably happens once--
-D: Well, for a price, twice.-
o.O What are you talking about, Dr. Brown?
-D: You promise not to assault us for a while, I may take you back to see your beloved movie.-
I do not assault you.
*Doc produces a doctor's bill*
Great Scott, what happened?!
-D: Bruised ribs.-
I do not hug that hard! *pause* Do I?
-VD: You do.-
-VD2: We're just lucky we automatically heal the damage.-
Hmmm -- how long are we talking about?
-D: I know you'll go crazy if it's a month or so. . . . Two weeks?-
One week.
-D: A week and a half but you can give me gentle hugs -- no 100 mph glomps.-
Done. Bring out that DeLorean.
Quick Sims Note I found amusing: Doc, Clara, and Marty are all teaching at the local High School, according to their job description. :P I should get them all at a table having coffee or something.