IC: VOICEMAIL

[somethingspecial]

Hello, Adstringendum! This is Rachel Berry and I'm unable to come to the phone right now due to some pressing matters that I must get resolved or else. If you would like to get a hold of me for any reason whatsoever -- business or otherwise --, please leave a message after the beep!

... Does this thing beep?

Oh, well -- beep!

ooc: Need to get in contact with Rachel and there's no available post? Comment away!

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[uberboned]

...What? No! No, no, no. It has absolutely nothing to do with my insane family and their dysfunctions with Dr. Evil. I'm over it. Hands? Wiped clean.

Turns out I've got a date.

[somethingspecial]

[ -- oh. That is honestly a lot better. And she immediately relaxes, a sigh of relief escaping, before -- wait, what.]

Angels go on dates?

[wtf dude.]

-- who is it?

[uberboned]

Haven't we established that I'm not the gold-standard for angelic activity?

[He shrugs] One of the newbies. Yuuko or something. All I know she has legs that won't quit and she's god a sweet tooth and since my last attempt at baking ended badly... Well. I'm not Lucifer and I don't leave dead bunnies on your door...

[A long pause]

...Please?

[somethingspecial]

[There is a long moment of staring before Rachel arches her eyebrows.]

You want me to bake a cake so you can impress a girl.

In all of my years of being the Glee club's unofficial-yet-official 'chick buddy', I have never been asked that.

[uberboned]

First time for everything, sweetheart. [HELP ME, RACHEL-WAN KENOBI, YOU'RE MY ONLY HOPE.]

[somethingspecial]

[She looks doubtful, still, but -- ]

What kind of cake do you want?

[uberboned]

You're a saint. Chocolate.

[somethingspecial]

I can have it delivered later today.