Second floor common room, early Sunday afternoon

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When Cassandra was feeling restless, she usually found somewhere quiet to work out. Today, however, she felt like she needed a change.

Which was why she'd moved some of the furniture around in what looked to be a pretty random arrangement. Seats facing in all sorts of directions did not, after all, make a lot of sense for most purposes.

It might have made slightly more sense for what Cassandra was doing, which involved moving in random directions around the room without touching the floor.

Conversation might actually be a less disruptive form of entertainment.

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He looked at the sink.
He looked at her.
She was between him and the sink.
Dare he climb over her?
Thinking....
He dared.

If he fell, she could catch him. Or not.

He quirked his eyebrow, looking from her to the sink.

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Knowing that he would need the cold water sooner rather than later, Cass took quick stock of her surroundings and with a quick spin she moved down and around Jack so that he had a clear path to the sink.

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He nodded, and turned on the water, running it over his hands for a few minutes before looking around for a towel.

He flexed. His hands, at least, making sure they were all right. They were. If he didn't have better reflexes, he would have been seriously burned.

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Cassandra, meanwhile, was examining the stove trying to put her rudimentary detective skills to the task of how Jack had managed to turn the thing on. She didn't see how he had done it.

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Talent. Pure talent.

Also, jumping around like an idiot. But mostly, talent.

Jack came up behind her, hands clutching a towel, glaring at the stove.

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"I'm still not sure how you managed to turn it on," she frowned.

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"I had my hands here," he said, pointing, "and my feet there," he said, "and I was trying to grab on here," he pointed at the knob...and...turned it on again.

And then jumped back, muttering a mild oath.