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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[momslilassassin]

Ben bit his lip, then reach his hand out towards her face. "I know you do," he said softly.

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[weetuskenraider]

"This is where I would usually just hug you," Tahiri said quietly, leaning into his hand just the tiniest bit.

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[momslilassassin]

"Not quite yet?" Ben said softly, leaning his head in to touch her forehead.

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[weetuskenraider]

"I know," she assured him. "That's why I have to get creative with thanking you."

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[momslilassassin]

"I like cards," Ben said.

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[weetuskenraider]

"The obnoxious kind that sing when you open them?" Tahiri asked innocently.

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[momslilassassin]

"Depends on the song," Ben decided.

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[weetuskenraider]

She grinned. "I promise it won't be 'Dance, Dance, Little Ewok.'"

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[momslilassassin]

"Thank the Force for that," he said, chuckling.