"Don't slouch, Maxine, it makes you look common," says Barbara.

Tang Fan finds a grey hair.

"You're Murdock's second in command."

"We're partners," Foggy says, but he can't not trip over the words because it's fucking cold in here and his tongue feels swollen in his mouth. Maybe he's got a chipped tooth. "That's how lawyers work, we're partners."

This guy knows about Matt. He fucking knows.

Listeners, I have just received word that our new visitor—you know, the British one, with his soul unwillingly tethered to a non-euclidean facet of what we perceive to be human terror—is listening to our show!

A physics accident results in Tony disappearing and his very annoying, very zitty teenage counterpart appearing. Rhodey gets stuck with babysitting.

A podfic of "Pack Mentality"

Five lone wolves do not make a pack. Unless they do.

The love of Sander's life still manages to surprise him.

Of all the prisons in which she's spent time, Lotus Pier may be the kindest.

All too late / all too late.

Jeff's used to playing with Richie; they've done it since they were 17. He signs a contract with Philly thinking he'll win a Cup there, with Richie. Then they're traded away from each other - and it turns out, that's just the beginning. The sweep, the trade, the SECOND trade, and what happens after.