#mastermindexskeleton

Leeland swiped through the phone the phone he'd just lifted, unlocking the password with a swish of his finger. Who ever it belonged to, it looked important, but the kid he'd pinched it from looked younger than he was. Still, a phone was a phone and the mark looked rich enough to buy a new one. 

"So... breaking and entering, trespassing on government property, accessing classified documents, generally being a pain in my ass... Not all that bright coming from the," she checked her notes for form's sake, "seventh smartest person in the world."

    "You need a better secretary. We definitely have an appointment."

"You are... billboard familiar. Are you famous or somethin'?"

So, you're the 8th now.

"Okay, just stay calm. Put pressure on it." Peter wasn't used to dealing with bullets anymore, but he remembered enough. He set the plane's autopilot as soon as they were in the clear, then rushed over to him. "Is there anywhere you can go with a doctor?"

[ Right there with you bae. I went into work a seven hour shift there yesterday and got sent home after two because they weren't busy enough. I've been working there a month and a half and had bout eight shifts. -_- I have two part time jobs which I was hoping would equal out to a full wage but nope! ]