[hr][hr][center][h1][color=ff6600]Chloe "Tuesday" Ridgeway[/color][/h1][img]http://66.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_mdnmpkey7v1qf4sbho6_250.gif[/img][hr]Location: Riley's Car[/center][hr][hr]Tuesday huffed a bit, rolling her eyes at practically everyone. The situation was more than slightly on her nerves, and for a mere moment, she missed prison. Things were settled quickly, without all of this playing around and waiting to be killed. She flexed her fingers slightly, remembering the one brush she had with prison justice. 

[color=ff6600]"Cynthia!"[/color] Tuesday called out, seeing her jump out of the car. The girl spun around like a possessed doll, and Tuesday couldn't help but raise an eyebrow. [color=ff6600]"Don't tell me Crazy here isn't having a theme to her prattling. With all of this talk about movies, maybe it's Ash,"[/color] Tuesday said, half serious and half joking. Of course, Cynthia had already confirmed that their killer was a male. 

[color=ff6600]"Maybe what we need to do is look at the list of superlatives and figure out which ones have to do with movies. Eliminate whoever the fuck is dead on the list, and then all of the girls, and we'll have something,"[/color] Tuesday suggested. [color=ff6600]"That'll be one [i]get out of jail[/i] free card, please, for doing your shitty job for you."[/color] However, she didn't leave the car. She remained in the back, shutting her eyes, as she fished her hand around in the bottom of her purse. If she was lucky, there'd be something in there to help her pass the time. Even oxycotin would do the trick for her at this point. 

[color=ff6600]"Maybe Tim should run for Congress..."[/color] Tuesday murmured, once Riley was back in the car. [color=ff6600]"He'd fit in great there, sitting on his ass and twiddling his thumbs all day."[/color]