The Deck, early evening Thursday

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Dinah had hamburgers and hot dogs, some veggie platters and chips and dip, soft drinks and cake. Oh, and ice cream in the fridge inside for later.

Happy birthday, Will Shakespeare! Oh, and her too.

[very limited OCD about to go up!, for early justice and time zones; set before Dress Rehearsal/Previews.

Anyone welcome, even if you don't know her! I'm sticking to Dinah's thread to keep it simple.]

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Re: FOOD.

[intraspective]

"Missed the zombies," she said, with an apologetic shrug. "And, yeah, you're right! Ooops. I guess it'd be pretty weird if you managed to lose Cal and then came back."

Ino blinked. "Why wouldn't it be?"

Re: FOOD.

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"I mean, if he wants to move in with my family, I guess I wouldn't stop him," Claire said, halfway teasing.

She raised an eyebrow. "Uh ... like, grass in the park, grass, or the other kind of grass?"

[Sorry, RL called last night.]

Re: FOOD.

[intraspective]

"But you'd have to at least let him write," she said, looking amused. "Or else that'd be sad-making."

"And park grass, nice between your toes and all that." Ino made a bit of a face. "I'd be the wrong person to talk to 'bout the other kind. Dad'd kill me." No kidding.

[NP!]