Fourth Floor Common Room [evening]

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Aravis was curled up on the couch, a dog at her feet and a bag of popcorn beside her.

No, of course it wasn't burned. That might imply that she had followed the directions as best she could, and still failed. Which was certainly not the case.

She flipped through the channels on the television, no real aim in mind aside from steering away from anything with that obnoxious false-sounding laughter. Her mind was elsewhere, and possibly pondering how she could possibly mock that awful woman more. It had suddenly become vastly more appealing, now that she was not allowed.

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"And what," A.J. asked, positively intreeeeequed, "about if it's a day of the week that you've renamed? Does that factor in at all?"

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"It depends if it's raining," Luke said.

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A.J. grinned. "Of course. Why didn't I think of that?"

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"That's why I'm here," Luke teased, "to solve these troubling problems for people."

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"You're a good man, Luke. A good man."