Last night...

...I dreamt that Emily Gilmore had invited me to a fancy dinner party together with the Luthors, C.J. Cregg and a bunch of other cool tv-characters. Unfortunately she placed me at the table for boring, unimportant people in at the far end of the room. I spent the first course staring longinly at Lionel's head, hoping that he was trying to catch my eye (and not ogling the beautiful woman sitting somewhere between us) every time he looked in my direction. Sigh. Stupid Emily.

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