So. Flippin'. Fraser.

Fraser just shrugged. "Dief's his own wolf, Ray. I need him more than he's ever needed me, you can be certain of that. I'll just have to write to him and explain. He'll understand; he's been encouraging me to do this for years."

Ray raised a skeptical eyebrow. "Why not just call him?"

"Because he's deaf, Ray," Fraser explained patiently. "And TTY machines simply aren't common enough to be relied upon--"

from http://www.trickster.org/speranza/Prophecy.html

I’m sure this goes against everything you’ve been taught, but right and wrong do exist. Just because you don’t know what the right answer is – maybe there’s even no way you could know what the right answer is – doesn’t make your answer right or even okay. It’s much simpler than that. It’s just plain wrong.

From Three Stories, an episode of House, MD

The whopping 147 words I've managed to write today do not comprise enough of a scene to post. It's flipping hot outside, and I have a head cold, and I don't have air conditioning.

Meh.

OTOH, at Tracy's office, I wrote a little bit of McKay/Sheppard!

Do I think less of men who are attracted to women?