The gym, Sunday afternoon

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Dinah got to the gym earlier than she'd *handwavily* told Liir, put her gear down by the wall, and went to practice her TK on the weights. 350. 400? 425. Ha. Lift. Put down. Lift. Put down. Hmm, how long can she do this before she gets a headache?

[expecting one, but open]

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Dinah was quiet a minute after that statement, and said, "Yeah, it would a bit. For most people. And I'm glad for that other Liir. Sorry you didn't get to keep your dad, though."

Because getting answers and a heritage-- like being told your mom is the superheroine Black Canary -- is not at all the same thing as having a person there. The one who's supposed to love you more than anything.

"The past can't be changed. Looking back... well." Dinah shrugged. "I'm glad you've got plans for how to deal with your country in the future." She reached over and picked up the handcuffs. "And the worst case scenarios."

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He didn't know if his vague 'get Shell out of power' idea was really a 'plan' so much as a revenge fantasy run amok but he thought it was nice that she did and it gave him a bit of confidence.

"I have to do something."

"The past is the past, though.

"Which... brings us to the future, I suppose. Or the soon to be present." In more than one sense.

"What kind of food do you generally like?"

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"Yup." Dinah got that, pretty much. She hoped that he didn't get caught at all, and that he got a support network together... but did understand that he had to do something even if it was just as one guy.

She immediately brightened at the mention of food, giving him a hopeful look. "Spicy! Um, the spicier the better. I know the stir-fry you taught me, and I cooked it with George once. I really like Italian food too, though. So maybe that, for a change?"

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He grinned, glad that he'd thought to get one of the more interesting little texts that he'd seen at the store the other day, and reached into the bag to find it. A moment later, he presented her with a small yellow book (http://www.amazon.com/exec/obidos/ASIN/1584794119/theglobalgourmet).

"A little present, to get you started. We can find something in there that you'd like to try."

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"Oooo! Liir, thank you!" Dinah immediately paged through it, bouncing a little, and saying aloud, "Flaming Cognac and Green Peppercorn sauce... Okay, now I have the munchies." She beamed at him widely, darker mood dispelled, or at least put aside in favor of being distracted. "Awesome. This is going to be great."

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He grinned and nodded, picking up the handcuffs and handing them back to her before holding out the bobby pin.

"Then we should get going on the cooking portion so that you can enjoy some of those things.

"Join me on the top floor?" and he offered his arm to her.

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"Happy to do so, sir," Dinah said, tucking the bobby pin into her pocket, and twirling the cuffs with a flourish. "Lead on to the learning about fooooods!"