-Morgan, Elvis is again leaving the building-<br/><br/>His impromptu speech and usage of profanity accomplished, the little Aline beginning to work much like the energizer bunny on meth, (but with no drum and a much nicer ass) and no one throwing sharp objects at him, led Morgan to believe that it was time to make an exist before he screwed something up. It was like his Karma meter had red lined, and if he did not leave soon a meteor would strike the awful waffle and he would get blamed for it.<br/><br/>Sometimes that is just how life works.<br/><br/>He made his way to the service stand near the front as Aline began her Ma Bell imitation. While she haggled and called, and even threatened ( Morgan was rather impressed by that one) people she spoke with Morgan ordered a coffee togo. He took a sharpie and, when Aline was not really paying attention, he began to write on her arm.<br/><br/>"Will you be mine, y/n xoxox? " followed by his cell number and his name. He did have the sense to draw little Devil's horns and a smiley face in the "O" of his name so she would not confuse him with some other Morg. He put the sharpie down before he got himself in trouble, hmmm, resisting temptation twice within 30 minutes, either a new record or the sign of an impending apocalypse.  Either way, Morgan got his coffee and started for the door, his eyes looking for Ingrid to check on her one more time before he left.