Second Floor Common Room, Friday evening

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Dinah had managed to get a copy of Richard III and cued it up, and now had big bowls of popcorn ready for throwing or munching. She'd sent out a handwavey e-mail to fellow cast members, in case they wanted to watch it too.

She hadn't noticed it yet, but one of the bowls was about to walk off as a hat worn by an adorable little fuzzy thing.

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"Weird class this morning," Tony said. "But you were there."

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"With a rabbit trying to get me to torture a desk," Dinah agreed, still not sure what the heck to make of that. "Anyway. We have Richard! And Sir Ian! And some really intimidating uniforms, wow."

'Wow' chirped the little guy, or something close to it. DInah fed him more popcorn.

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"Wow, it's like he can talk," Tony said. "Think it's a student?"

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"Not sure... hey, little guy. Do you go to school here?"

The little fuzzy fell over giggling, holding its stomach.

"Okaaaay, so I'm thinking no," Dinah said on a laugh. "Either that, or it's a really good liar."

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Tony snickered. "Smart little guy," he said. "You going to keep him? If he doesn't disappear, I mean."

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"Maybe. If Camille doesn't throw an immediate fit or something, when he walks in the room," Dinah said, petting his head, charmed by the cooing. "I mean, mostly these go way pretty soon... but if he's here a week or so, that would be cool, right?"

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"Short term commitment," Tony agreed. "Assuming Camille agrees. Can't argue with the Duchess, huh?"

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"Nope. Not when she was insane enough to go after Arthur while he was a freaking Bengal tiger," Dinah said, shaking her head. "Claire may not want one either, but I bet she does, he looks like an animated teddy-bear-koala or something."

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