Amanda is excited, so excited she is literally running through the radio station. She is looking for Drake, but no one seems to know where he is...until she finds a fire escape cloaked in an oh so familar musk and stank. She smirks, opening the door and peeking around it.

Drake is there on the fire escape. A joint hanging limp from his mouth, both his hands on his dick with a long stream of urine floating into the night air and down into the parkinglot... coincidentally right onto someones convertible who didnt put the top up...

"Ah, fuck dude, you could have warned someone," she practically screams as she quickly adverts her eyes. "I think my retina are burning, my god...the pain."
Yeah, she just had to drama queen it up.
"When youre done pissing...Lenor and I found something in tent city."

'I had two litres of mountain dew tonight toots.'

Junkie keeps right on pissing with no sign of losing any pressure. He turns his head to look over his shoulder at Amanda, trying desperately to make eye contact while peeing... He sucks on the joint real quick.

'What did you find, other than a bunch of filthy hobos and probably herpes?'

"Well, I found a really dirty porno involving me and some chick I met outside of a club," she says, looking to his FACE for his reaction. She chuckles. "No, seriously, I saw somewthing and chased it to wear it buried a charred up skeleton of some kind of creature."

Drake waggles his eyebrows at Amanda at the mention of the porno. He sucks on the joint until it burns his lips, his pressure finally tapers off and he gives himself a good shake before zipping up and turning to face Amanda.

'Interesting.' He doesnt ask if she has the bones, this is a radio show after all.

'We should say it was bigfoot, burying alien babies...'

"Nah, but I'm about to post these on the website before the show gets started,"
she says, heading back in. She stops and pokes her head back out. "Pervert!"
Back into the building she goes. She actually skips down the hallway to the computer area. Now, she doesn't actually put the pictures up herself. She hands the geeks her camera and tells them the picture numbers. She leaves them to weave their magic.
The station boss was already tapping his clock and inquiring about Lenor. Amanda just shrugs and heads into the booth. She sits down at her usual spot. Five minutes before airing.

Drakes buisness on the fire escape being finished will head inside and join Amanda in the broadcast booth. He will tip his chair back, dropping some visine into his eyes before the production manager shows up and gets pissy.

And yes, Xena Warrior Princess is playing on every screen in the broadcast booth, Drake must have come in early tonight.

She does a quick Xena cry, amazingly well, and then laughs. The production manager is swilling pepto bismol like a cheap wine and asking for Lenor...Amanda can't help herself.
"Nevermore sweet Lenor," she snickers tempted to start quoting the Raven, "Nevermore."
She sits there until Boredom consumes her. She sits up in her chair and leans forward onto the desk until she has created amazing cleveage. If anything, Drake's reaction might make her laugh.

Drake reacts in his usual perverted fashion. He grabs his crotch and tells Amanda.

'Now just open them perdy lips and close your eyes baby.'

"In your deepest, darkest dreams baby," she winks to him and leans back. She watches the manager, particularly the vien popping from his forehead.
"Dude's gonna stroke out," she smirks. One of the sound assisstants signal them for headphones.
"About show time darling."

'God that would be funny...' Drake stares at the production manager a moment, miming sucking dick and juggling balls with his hands and face as soon as the man is looking away... probably finding a phone number for Lenor.

Junkie looks very amused with himself for a moment until he realizes they go live in less than two minutes... He wil lget down to buisness ,setting up his console and laptop and hanging his headphones around his neck.

'We gonna start with your bigfoot story?'

"Yeah, I figured we would. Dont think it was bigfoot though. It was large and furry, carrying these," she is halted as a production geek hands her her own laptop. She pulls up the show's website to the strange pictures now on display. "These weird ass bones."

*Lenor comes swishing down the hall way, the manager is in an uproar over her being late, again, fire her?* You'll never fire me, my darling. *She always uses her sex operator voice on the man, her top is very low cut tonight, just out side the broadcast booth she stops and leans against the wall, touching her finger tips to pissed manager's chest, she leans in close and whispers a few words, he looks surprised, then frowns a bit and leans away, he gives a small nod and just walks away. She giggles as she walks in, looking at the two* Hey guys, did I miss anything? *She shoots Amanda a sexy grin and a wink of her eye, and Drake, well Drake gets the birdie before he even has a chance to razz her about being so late. She slips into her seat next to Amanda, fixes the head phones on and starts to ready her mic and sound board*

Getting the finger already Drake will shoot his comment anyway.

'Hey the sun went down like 3 hours ya know.'

Not too original, but at least it didnt involve her being a hooker this time. Maybe hes actually pleased that they have something to talk about!

Or... Just too stoned to be overtly clever.

Junkie cues up his newly created intro. Its starts with the sounds of heavy breathing, muffled screams and wolf cries in the distance, it ends with a low and creepy voice from the Hills have Eyes II saying: 'You make baybee...'

Drake snickers at that part. Maybe he enjoyed watching a mutated freak rail a soldier. Who knows these days.

'Good evening Ladies and Jerks, Aliens and Vamps, this is Junkie Drake with the Nightwatch, i will be the zoo keeper for your favorite ladies of the night as they drag you through all the filth, freak and... '

He was going for alliteration, clearly.

'Uh.. Fun! the Night has to offer.'

Cue adam sandler chanting The night time is the right time! rugh, The night time is the right time, Rugh!

Drake flicks on both the girls microphones, since hes the jerk with all the extra buttons who gets drunk on power.

She gives Lenor a finger wave and a smile. She kicks back in her chair, waiting for the power hungry Drake to get done with his intro. She clears her throat and leans into the mic.
"So my lovely listeners, Lenor and I followed a lead out to Tent City. There was definately something out there. Check our website ya'll. The AV boys posted the pictures of our little adventure. Now, the pictures display a charred up skeleton of some kind of creature and the interesting thing is that some other creature was carrying these bones. I had to dig them up because the creature had buried them. I missed the opportunity to catch the creature, but Lenor took the pictures of the bones. Not much else to say about them really, I just wanna know if there's anyone out there who can identify the bones."
She kicks back in her chair.

*She smirks and leans int her mic, voice breathy and deep* Good even my lovers. We did have an exiting night, bones, big hairy creatures, and man too lovely for words. Can we get someone who can identify that dream with piercing blue eyes? *She gives a soft moan* I almost got a picture of him, but he *She chuckles a bit* He was camera shy

"Yeah, he has really pretty eyes," Amanda smirks and leans into the mic again. "I can understand why he was camera shy, but we are digressing. I held the skull with my bare hands. It was large and hefty and I'm just not used to something so big."

aaaw, poor Junkie *She pouts to him, then grins* Just not big enough, is he?

'Yeah Yeah, pudgy physique on top of a small cock and hereditary alchoholism. Thanks God! or Dad, i dont know. Theres nothing you can say Lenor, Nothing!'

Drake has a nice quick freak out. The production manager pounding on the window at his choice of words... FCC will be making money tonight.

'So aside from Mr. Blue Eyes what did you girls see. Bones are just bones, where was bigfoot? Who got probed? and where should the witch hunters head?'