Dinner following. Also fun.
Calling Figments. Figments really need someone taking care of them. Figments no longer have a built-in person. *worry*
Figments coming over, peeling paint off the lenses of peephole in door. Peephole in door suddenly functioning, albeit out of focus.
Figments dragging me out for assorted grocery/etc. shopping.
The battle with the key duplicator machine, and a succession of assorted employees attempting to work same.
Genderbending moments while checking out.
Plotting, planning, scheming.