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[Have a bombshell-blonde teen werewolf, Keeliai. She's dressed in the same outfit she wore to a rave and leaning both elbows on the console as she stares straight into the camera.

While she doesn't start by naming Isaac, Scott, and Stiles specifically, it likely obvious to them that her first statement is aimed in their direction.]

Boys, I know you're busy with your baking or whatever you're up to [what's up with that by the way?] but I'm here now so why don't you come out, come out, wherever you are?

[Ending with a sing-song voice, she addresses anyone else who might be paying attention to her feed.]

To the rest of you, that's one hell of a song and dance they do for you back at the palace, isn't it? Too bad it's probably full of lies or something.

[Her smile fades as she makes a face and gives a deliberate, dramatic sigh.]

So, anyone want to help a girl out and give me the 101 on place? Because this network doesn't have Google or WikiLeaks.

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I am building a reputation around here for being riiiight~

We'll chat in person. But be nice to Superman. And don't pull your usual shenanigans on him. He's not interested in your blonde wiles.

Right.

[She's not about to screw with Superman, she knows she's way out of his league and she has no reason to, but--]

And since when do you think have any right to tell me what to do, Stiles? Especially since you're hiding things from me?

For your own good. Haven't you ever seen Back To The Future? Or Time Bandits? Or Twelve Monkeys? All time travel movies feature paradoxes. Where you're at risk of setting the whole universe aflame just because you accidentally bumped into a younger or older version of yourself. Or you shoot your grandpa before he can conceive your father or something.

You're Marty McFly. I'm Doc Brown. You're not getting in my DeLorean, sweetheart.

[Erica leans toward her network screen, looking Stiles straight in the eye. Those blonde wiles he was talking about earlier? He's getting all of them right then. ]

Don't tell me you wouldn't love having me in you DeLorean, Doc.

[That actually makes him pause, and gulp.]

...As weirdly hot as that was? Answer's still no.

[Well, it's good to know she still has that effect on him even months later. And really, falling back on doing something like this is a hell of a lot more familiar than anything else.]

Are you sure about that?

One hundred and twenty percent sure. Yeah. Not even if it involved hoverboards and self-tying shoes.

Well then that's your loss.

[The smile she gives him gets a little tight.]

So tell me more about this place. If you're not going to tell me about myself in the future, tell me what you can.

[And yes, there's a faint tone of a command in there.]

It's kinda complicated. Hold on, lemme turn on the private setting...

[CLICK]

There. Okay. Now this is just between you and me. As you can see, there are some awesome people here. We know them as comics characters. But they're real. Really real. So don't go blabbing to them about how they're comics where we're from or whatever, okay? How would you feel if somebody told you we were from some movie or something, you'd freak out, right? So that's rule one.

Rule two, there's this big bad. I'm not even gonna tell you what he's called. Because if you say his name he shows up. And somebody stupidly said his name on the network. It was not me! But apparently we're here to deal with it. Yeah. You and Scott and Isaac being brought here I can understand. Me? Not so much. But anyway.

Uh, three? The Kedan are okay, but don't piss 'em off. I've heard rumors of, like, turf wars and stuff? I'm Audi 9000, I'm Switzerland, but whatever. Um. Hmm, there's something else...

Okay first of all, I'm not going to tell the people who are comic book characters that they're comic book characters. I'm not stupid.

Secondly, He Who Must Not Be Named rules are in effect, fine, but someone needs to work on their recruiting methods.

And finally, I won't piss the locals off if they don't start anything first.

What else?

Uh. Job needs to happen? And if you find anything, can you get me an in? I'm having trouble finding anything.

Heard something like that. [She tilts her head.] Why are you having trouble finding work? Seems like a big city, lots of opportunities.

[Beeeeecause he's kinda half-assing it! And he doesn't want to do anything to manual-labor-y.]

I don't know, I've put in applications and nobody's getting back to me.

[She heaves a sigh.]

You have to follow back up on things. Have to prove you actually want the job, not that just anything will do.

[Lessons learned from her father. It's parhaps one of the least Erica-y things she's said to him since she became a werewolf.]

[He blinks, and then sighs.]

You know how much you sounded like my dad just then, right?

[Erica gives him a look.]

Do you really want to compare me to your father after offering you help that you asked for?

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