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Second Floor Common Room, Monday Evening

Tony had a can of pop, a bag of beef jerky and a can of spray cheese. He settled in the second floor common room to watch this week's episode of Darkest Night. Tonight Raymond Dark and James Taylor Grant investigated crop circles. Aliens? Fakes? Or... something else?

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She hesitated mostly because she honestly wasn't sure of the answer. "I...don't know, exactly. I mean... there were a bunch of things? You knew about some of them, but I wasn't really... getting it then, I guess." How deliberate that had been was something she only tried looking at from the corner of her eye. "And then there was the plague, and... well, it took a while. You may've noticed I'm not the fastest person around."

"Stubborn. Not un-swift." Because Francine has insight about people, and hope, and she'd never been slow about stuff with Dinah, so... "And it's not like it's an easy thing to change or think about." Look at Tony, the way his life got messed with, the second he was honest with his parents. Or maybe that was just the problem of love, too? "I mean, you always said you loved her. This is just more and a little different. Isn't it?"

"Well, kind of a lot different." Maybe. Or maybe what made it so weird was that it wasn't, not really. The way she felt hadn't changed, just the way she looked at it. Which made changing the way she acted...kind of like taking off a blindfold in a dark room. She still didn't know what the heck she was bumping into. "Sort of."

"Yeah." Dinah grinned a little, thinking inevitably of Jak, her cheeks turning pinker. Friendship going into something-else, and she couldn't tell where the dividing line was now, or when, or maybe it had always been there? Potentially? Anyway.... "I hope it makes you both happy. And, um." She frowned, then shrugged a little helplessly. "I guess you don't really need help or anything, but, if you need someone to talk to, I'm good with it."

"Are you kidding? I need all the help I can get." Francine smiled, a genuine, grateful one, muscles relaxing in her face that she hadn't even realized were tight. "Um. Merlin knows." Pause. "I guess maybe that was obvious, but I mean, you know. It's okay to talk about it to him, if it comes up. So does Arthur."

"Always. You got it."

That info made things a lot easier too, even as part of her brain went hunh about that particular combination. But speculating, while interesting, wasn't knowing, so she let that go. "Oh good." Dinah sighed, then smiled again, a little wider. "Um. Okay. This also makes something else I had to ask you way less awkward." Though not less blush inducing, no.

Francine blinked dubiously - and nervously - at her. "Er. What was that?"

If she could manage to actually say it... wow, she wished she knew non-dirty sign language now.

"Um. That bag. That Tony gave me, that I gave you... were there any, uh. Left in there?"

Facepalm.

Bag. Bag. Bag of -- Not BEES. WHAT..

OH.

Good to know they could both still blush. "Um. Probably?" Maybe. And maybe they weren't still in Merlin's room. Maybe.

Dinah had both hands over her face now, her voice even smaller and more mumbly with, "No rush or anything, and if there's none left that's fine and all, I can..." Get Tony to buy her more? "Find some. I just. Prepared is good. Yes?"

Would a wide-eyed nod suffice? How about ten of them? "Um. Good. Yes."

A tiny smile to go with a tiny voice. "Did I mention that Jak is totally my boyfriend now?"

Never let it be said that Francine had outgrown the tendency to go "Eeeeee!" and clap like a 13 year old and dive for congratulatory hugs.

Not that it hurt that this was so very understandable and dealable with and normal and taking the focus away from other topics.

Dinah would've been good with still talking about Francine's stuff, totally, but hey, they had time for that, as Francine figured it out more. And hugs and congratulations were very welcome, because she was still pretty thrilled about this development herself.

"Heh. Thanks. I just... yeah. It's yay." She grinned and hugged Francine hard, then whispered, "I'm glad I can tell you without it being weird too."

"Of course it's not weird. I'm so glad you found somebody!"

Dinah hugged her back harder, so glad for Francine as well as herself. "Yeeeeah." She pulled back a little, smiling all over her face. "It's-- Jak gets me. And the adrenaline. And just... everything." She beamed at Francine, then said, "It's new. Really new. But it makes me gladder for you, too. You know?" Everybody should have somebody, she kind of felt.

Francine wasn't really sure what to do with the somebody she had, but the fact that she'd told Dinah and got I'm glad in return meant a lot. A lot. "You have New Boyfriend Glow," she teased, poking her lightly in the side.

That sent Dinah off into a trail of uncontrollable giggles, partly because she was hoping it was true. "Yeah? You think?" She grinned, hugging herself. "I wanna say it's no big deal, and it isn't a big deal, but it's a deal, and it's awesome. It isn't weird or wondering if he wants someone else or if he's got issues or whatever. It's just cool."

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