Second Floor Common Room, Saturday Evening

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Tony'd ordered a batch of pizzas and soda and brought out his Jackie Chan movies. He popped Drunken Master into the DVD player and sat down on the couch. Then got up again and found a couple of bottles of juice in the kitchen. Non-caffeinated stuff might be good for tonight. Dinah could get a little nuts with that in her system.

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[weldedtomyspine]

"You've got big plans for such a little person," Jaime said. He sounded a bit sad. Kids weren't supposed to be so serious.

[newlances.livejournal.com]

Most little kids weren't trained from the time they could walk and talk to be the world's greatest assassin, either. In the harshest way possible.

"I was not allowed to plan things, before. Now I am in America and I live with Sister, I can plan anything." Sin gave him a sweet smile. "And I can change my mind! ... but not about pancakes. We are having them tomorrow." Again.

[weldedtomyspine]

"There's no reason to change your mind about pancakes," Jaime laughed. "They're delicious, after all."

He cocked his head. "ow do you feel about cookies?"

[newlances.livejournal.com]

"I think they are splendid," Sin said, eyes twinkling. "And go well with pizza."

[weldedtomyspine]

"Well, I don't know if I can whip any up tonight, but maybe you should hunt me down tomorrow."

[newlances.livejournal.com]

"I will bring my Sister! And we will be very grateful," Sin promised.

[weldedtomyspine]

"Wait til you've tasted them first," Jaime cautioned with a laugh.