User blog comment:Affectos/Role-Play 2: An Agent Paradise/@comment-1674153-20130809233603

"Oh Monica, how can I ever apologize for what I've done?"

"Stanley, don't give me that! It's too late to apologize! How could you do this to me? I love you! I love all that you stand for!"

"Monica, you loved me. You loved what I stand for. Don't you see, it isn't working anymore!"

"I did everything I could, Stan. I tried to be the best wife for you...I cooked, I cleaned, and I hosted those insufferable dinner parties. I put every ounce of my heart into this love. And...and...And then you still went to my twin sister!"

"I thought it was you!"

Wow...Sandy thought, giggling at the soap opera playing in his infirmary bed. The show was incredibly ill-planned, but somewhat amusing to consider. And he contented himself with the thought he would be out soon.

But then on the screen...

"Oh Tyler..."

Sandy shot straight up from his reclined position, gaped, and grabbed a nearby TV Guide. He flipped madly through the pages, hoping to find a picture of the actor with a name. As luck would have it, he found it in the very back.

"That was the guy who bumped into me in the spa, for sure!" he assured out loud, staring at the picture of Leven Racon - definitely more clothed than when he last met, but certainly him.