[you probably came to the diner to enjoy a quiet snack, maybe some coffee and pie or some late night hash browns. you probably didn't want to be bothered. and, at first, you aren't. gina is pecking away on her network device, typing with as much "nonchalance" as any person in a heated internet debate can muster. finally, she turns to you (yes, you) and starts talking.]
Look, I'm #overit already, but this jerk won't believe me about the unicorns in the forest. I saw them last night, okay? And I might not need anyone's validation to continue my very charmed existence, but I am fond of being called a liar when it comes to sightings of real supernatural creatures. I'm not just a punk who would throw around these terms lightly! There was a real unicorn.
@ just outside the ballroom.
[gina can be seen through the week hanging up posters that advertising "The Artist Formerly Known As Gina" in her premier performance in Wonderland. The poster is full of seemingly unrelated symbolism including three wolves and a moon, but her cheerful demeanor is not about to be stopped by questioning looks. This is the happiest Gina has looked all month.]
Friday at 6 pm - I know you're not going to miss it.
@ the library
[gina isn't a librarian. but she's sitting behind the librarian's seat, shuffling around papers and highlighting things that...don't actually seem to have any relevance at all.]
This mind-numbing soulless work reminds me of home.
[is what she'll tell you if you ask, before turning back to her cellphone to ignore the pointless work she's apparently created for herself.]
Gina Linetti | Brooklyn 99
[you probably came to the diner to enjoy a quiet snack, maybe some coffee and pie or some late night hash browns. you probably didn't want to be bothered. and, at first, you aren't. gina is pecking away on her network device, typing with as much "nonchalance" as any person in a heated internet debate can muster. finally, she turns to you (yes, you) and starts talking.]
Look, I'm #overit already, but this jerk won't believe me about the unicorns in the forest. I saw them last night, okay? And I might not need anyone's validation to continue my very charmed existence, but I am fond of being called a liar when it comes to sightings of real supernatural creatures. I'm not just a punk who would throw around these terms lightly! There was a real unicorn.
@ just outside the ballroom.
[gina can be seen through the week hanging up posters that advertising "The Artist Formerly Known As Gina" in her premier performance in Wonderland. The poster is full of seemingly unrelated symbolism including three wolves and a moon, but her cheerful demeanor is not about to be stopped by questioning looks. This is the happiest Gina has looked all month.]
Friday at 6 pm - I know you're not going to miss it.
@ the library
[gina isn't a librarian. but she's sitting behind the librarian's seat, shuffling around papers and highlighting things that...don't actually seem to have any relevance at all.]
This mind-numbing soulless work reminds me of home.
[is what she'll tell you if you ask, before turning back to her cellphone to ignore the pointless work she's apparently created for herself.]