Oh, the fluff, it hurts my teeth. And the cheese - you'd better not be lactose-intolerant. 

I started writing this some time in the week following my euphoria after The Job, and the last time I wrote something for this was roughly four days ago. I'm still not convinced it's the best, but I gave myself a deadline, and - hey, it's not dreadful.

Extreme amounts of love who offered to read it through during its early stages, especially to Rachel who stuck to it till the end. Without her this would definitely not have been here.

Disclaimer: I don't own anything of the show, not even the DVDs.