Video One: Hello Citizens!

[lesliemonster]

Hello, Paw – um. Wait a—

[The screen comes up, and the viewer is treated to a lovely close up shot of a single, blue eye. Then a nose, and then there’s the rest of her! Leslie sits at her desk chair, wearing a blue blazer set that she specifically purchased for today. She clears her throat, and smiles.]

Hello. I am Leslie Knope, from Pawnee, Indiana. United States. Planet Earth. [A pause. How cool is this!?] I really admire the work that you all are doing here, and I am so happy for the opportunity to roll up my sleeves and pitch in. Metaphorically. Phorically, I would possibly change my shirt first and then help however I can.

[If anyone needs her to help build cabinets, she has a toolbox – no, Leslie! Stay on topic.] I’ve got a few ideas for upcoming community activities! Now, what is the status of your parks around here?

[Edit: Spam for residents of Level 8: Sitting in front of your doors, you will find a small basket of various candy treats, including several Nutra-Yum Bars. There is a note attached that says:

"A little taste of Pawnee, Indiana. From your new neighbor, Leslie Knope!

P.S. Please don't eat more than one Nutra-Yum bar a day or your teeth may fall out. That is not an expression, that is a legal disclaimer."]

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[surfaceshine]

[Oh. My. Lord. Dean can't leave this alone. He can't. There is way too much quirk and joy going on in this introduction and he is here to watch it go down. (Albeit belatedly.) Have a grinning Winchester, Leslie, and it's an easy, sincere expression.]

Welcome to the Barge, darlin'. I'm Dean, and I'm from Earth too. Everyone been treatin' you alright so far?

[lesliemonster]

[Seriously -- she did not expect a giant prison to be this friendly. No bags of flaming dog poop anywhere.]

So far, everyone's been very welcoming. It's a pleasant surprise.

I'll be honest. [She holds up her hand. Each finger is decorated with a large, clunky ring.] I dressed for slightly different circumstances.

[surfaceshine]

[Yeah, well, wait for it. She'll probably be mourning the flaming dog poop soon enough.]

Yeah, every now and then the planets align just right and that happens. [Then she displays the rings, and he raises an eyebrow in the moment before the grin splits his face.]

So, what, you dressed to marry a bunch-a dime store sugar daddies, or the real housewives of suburbia brass knuckles?

[lesliemonster]

I'm dressed to do whatever it is I need to do.

[Thug lyfe.]

[surfaceshine]

Sounds like you're all set then, sister. Give us a shout if you run into something two handfuls of zirconia can't lay out. [So. Amused.]