allislaughter asked:
She looked around the office and then turned to face him and asked "how the hell did you fit so many oranges in here?"
thirddoctor answered:
Sheridan sat down at his desk—a desk that looked suspiciously like it was made out of oranges. “Skill,” he told Ivanova proudly. “Skill and a vision.” He surveyed the paradise he had created once more, then turned to the other person who was squeezed into the now cramped office. “Just wait till you see what I’ve done with our quarters, Delenn!”
i’m scREAMING
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