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The Flock has gotten older and seperated. Iggy is walking in a park when he remembers something. He then asks some random person if there is a bench near by and a man sitting on it. When the random person answers yes, Iggy proceeds to ask the random person to describe the man. The random person says the man is tall, dark and handsome. Iggy walks over and sits on the bench. . .
man:Hello
Iggy: Hello man sitting in the
Man: I just said hi, uh, other man in the
Iggy: How you doin'?
man: Mmm...good
Iggy: Your looking
man:-surprised- Pardon?
Iggy: I said you're looking
man:-shrug- Fair enough
Iggy:...Iggy
man: Pardon?
Iggy: Iggy
man: No I am sorry I think you've mistaken me for somebody else
Iggy: No it's me, I'm Iggy, my name is Iggy
man: Oh You're...oh... Ha ha ha ha... I thought... oh... what a hilarious misunderstanding! nice to meet you, Iggy
Iggy: We've met before - quite a few times
man: Yes of course we have. I meant it was nice to meet you that time that I met you. Where was it that we met that time that I met you when I met you?
Iggy: At a science lab
man: That's right! Wasn't it one of those boring science labs?
Iggy: er, no
man: That's why I said wasn't it. It was the lab of a mutant friend. - Was it? - Wasn't it? - Was it? - Wasn't it?
Iggy: Yes it was
man: Yeah, I thought so. Oh...Edward's
Iggy:no
man: James's?
Iggy: No
man: John's?
Iggy: No
man: Jason's?iggy: No
man: Max's?
Iggy: Yes Max's
man: Yeah Max's lab, ooh that's right. Ooh, Max knows how to, uh, make a killer lab, doesn't he Iggy?
Iggy: Yeah, I Hate Max's science lab!
man: I hate Max's lab. What crazy scientists. How is that guy anyway?
Iggy: She's good
man: Ooh that's right, Max hates it when I forget
Iggy: We watched a
man: Yeah...it was something like but not necessarily Schindler's List. We watched it and we wept
Iggy: It was Police Academy 4. We went for a walk
man: On our feet if I remember
Iggy:-give man a I'm-glad-you-remember-that's-a-secret-because-I-was-getting-worried look-. We walked to the top of the hill and we ate desert rat
man: Oh, We'd just grab a rat and put it in our mouths. Oh, that's the only way to have desert rats. Oh Iggy, tell me do you still walk? Do you still get into rats in a big way?
Iggy: Still "walk" a lot but I am not eating as many rats as back then
man: Uh...
Iggy: Do you remember what we did up there at the top of the hill?
man: Kind of...
Iggy: We were standing at the look out
man: Oh, I remember exactly what we did at the look out. We just looked out... across the city from our little spot on the hilltop. Oh, It is so pretty from way up there. We talked about how the lights from the buildings and cars seemed like reflections of the stars that shined out so pretty and bright
Iggy: It was
Man: The daytime of the
Iggy: Do you remember what you said to me?
man: Not word for word actually Iggy, but I remember there was some verbs
Iggy: Well you said meet me here in one year. You just needed some time to clear your head, and you seem to have done
man: -takes a sip of water-
Iggy: We have a child
man:-SPIT TAKE!- Pardon?
Iggy: We have a child
man: Why didn't you tell me, Iggy? Why didn't you tell me that day when we went to the top of the hill and we made sweet, oh how we made such sweet, sweet rats. Does it have my, uh, gifts, my way with words? Does it look like me at all?
Iggy: No, not at all cause we adopted him! I can't believe you don't remember, it was a very difficult process!
man: Oh…that makes a lot more sense-thinks about how Iggy's a guy and all-. . .are you sure that was me Iggy?
Iggy: Yes I am pretty sure that it was you, Fang!
man: I'm Jacob
Iggy: Oh my god! I'm so sorry!
Jacob: Don't worry.
Iggy: Now that's awful
Jacob : Oh, don't worry about it
Iggy: Oh, how embarrassing!
Jacob: Don't worry Iggy, I'm actually quite relieved. That kind of thing just happens all the time, I just got one of those faces I suppose
Iggy: So does Fang, ha, he's got one of those faces as well...but you're not an eraser or anything, right. . ?
Jacob: um, well. . .