A/N: A really short chapter, this is. Yes, that was my failed attempt at a Yoda Moment. Enjoy.
Hey, honey, how are you?
Who is this?
You don't recognize me? A figure stepped out of the white mist. Fake black hair swung to her chin.
Angel? Oh my God, Angel!
Yeah, it's me, baby. How's Maureen? I always said you belonged together.
We... I didn't listen.
Awww, really? Oh, well, it's not fault, baby.
But I hurt her! Physically and emotionally!
Physically?
She was hit by a truck.
Ouch.
Yeah.
Well, only you can fix it, honey.
Me?
Yes, you.
Will you stay to help me?
Well, unless you want to bash your head every time you need something, no.
But I need-
Lauren can help you.
Lauren? Lauren Johnson?
Well, now she's Lauren Harris again.
I see you've been keeping up on your current events.
Duh, I have to see my friends! But I can't believe I missed Maureen getting hurt!
You were probably busy staring at Collins and trying to use ESP to tell him not to fall in love with someone.
Okay, mayyyyybe.
But, wait, Lauren?
Yeah! She reminds me of a mix of you and Mo. Flirtatious, crazy, fun, like Mo, and -
Wait, are you implying I'm not fun?
You aren't the drama queen, Jo.
Thank God. Angel laughed at Joanne's words.
And she's smart and trustworthy, like you.
Thanks, Angel.
Any way, I gotta go. You go back, you find our Mo, and you help her, okay girl?
Okay. Thanks Angel.
Anything for my friends, honey.