[Voice]

[badhipsvampire]

Remember to wear green today, dears, unless you want to be pinched. Despite what the people on the street might tell you, drinking is optional.

I always did like Saint Patrick's Day. Not just for my being Irish, but because everyone's enjoying themselves so much.

[Video]

[thanklesswork]

[The video feed turns on and greets anyone watching with a whole lot of nothing. The little gizmo seems to have gone off unattended and is showing what looks like an ungodly mess of a hotel room. There are discarded bottles of booze everywhere and a big 'ol hammer sticking out of a pile of them. Lots of discarded, half-used laundry is on top of any furniture nearby, and if you squint you can see a window that would give a wonderful view of Prospero outside...were it not obscured by broken glass.

Nothing happens for a minute before the audio picks up a little bit of rustling, then the Kid is seen from the corner of the screen's view. For one thing, he's missing his shirt, giving a view of a fit-lookin' body for someone so short...shame the Kid's got a lot of bandaged wounds both new and old marring it. The only indicator of pain from these or a likely hangover would be the occasional twitch on his face.]

Oh...stupid thing's on, ain't it?

[Kid picks the little device up and reaches 'round for the off switch...but he stops for a second and looks right at the camera.]

Hey. If you could go anywhere in the world, where'd ya go?

[That's all he asks before stopping the recording.]