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Third Floor Common Room: Monday Evening

Matt has been out on the rooftops, trying to burn off some extra energy only to come back to his room and find out that he had been sexiled. Again.

"You've got to be kidding me," Matt groaned as he flopped onto one of the couches. "This is the second night in a row."

He fiddled with the remote for a few minutes before it got he found a "Dirty Jobs" marathon.

"Huh. Ironically appropriate."

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Dany was still in a foggy sort of good mood -- yes, days later -- but even that couldn't prevent some insomnia from creeping up on her, as usual. She took the dragons out for a walk through the dorms, Drogon clumsily attempting to fly beside her. When she came upon the boy watching television, she paused.

"What is that man doing?" she asked, tilting her head at the screen.

"Well apparently he's trying to catch catfish with his bare hands," Matt said tilting his head in curiosity at the sounds, scents and shapes of the dragons.

And Dany too. This is Matt after all. "Who's there?"

"Daenerys Targaryen," she said carefully, watching him as she moved into what she thought was his line of sight. She hadn't realized yet, no. "I don't think we've met yet. Hello."

"Matt Murdock," he replied. "And hello to you as well. And yes, I don't think we have met yet. And... are there some birds in here? I thought I heard flapping."

Kenzi was jumping out of her skin. Also, her boyfriend was nowhere to be found.

Food! Alternative! Also, hanging with people... and hello, cute.

"Hello, cutie!"

Yeah, with Kenzi, the subtext was equivalent to text this week.

Anna was wandering around the dorms, as had become her wont, when she drifted into the third floor's common room. "Hello," she said, "what are you--" and then she realized it was that blind boy. "What's on the TV?" she asked instead.

Stacey didn't want to be in her room at the moment. She just didn't. So she was on the lookout for people, and oh look.

"Hey," she said, so Matt might at least recognize her voice.

"Are you talking to me?" Matt asked raising an eyebrow. "Or any of the other people in the room."

"You're all cute, but I was talking to you specifically," Kenzi said cheerfully, going over to the fridge to find food. Ice cream, thank God. "Matt, right? From Anarchy club?"

Matt jumped a little bit at Anna's voice because...

Okay, ghosts just never show up on his radar, okay?

"Oh! Hi," Matt said quickly trying to cover up said jumping. "It's a show about a guy who goes and does jobs no one else wants to do. Right now he's catching catfish with his bare hands."

Her voice. Her movements. The scent of her hair. Yes, there was plenty to recognize.

"Stacey," Matt said with a grin. "Hi. Thank you for the flowers! They were very nice."

Until Rebecca threw them out of course.

"Hi, shiny dragons," Kenzi said when she came in. "Hi, Daenerys." She started digging around in the ice box. "Do these little guys eat ice cream?"

"That's a job?" Anna asked, confused. "Can't they just catch them with hooks or nets or something?"

She was very sorry to have startled him, but thought it might be rude to point out that she had. If she'd realized it was him she would have tried to make more noise before she spoke.

"I should thank you too," she said, finding a seat. You know. Nearby. For some reason. "I missed you at the dance."

And it was now dawning on her that he couldn't see, no. She felt a stab of guilt for not figuring it out sooner, but Dany was unfortunately a child of privilege who just didn't think about things like that.

"Dragons," she replied, adding quickly, "baby ones. They're trying to fly."

"They...probably shouldn't, no," she said warily. "They aren't even a year old yet. It can't be good for their development."

Did she really need a reason? Mmm. Probably not.

"You were there?" he asked looking disappointed. "Now I'm sorry I didn't go. Unfortunately I'm not much of a dancer."

And there was a slight pause before asking...

"Did you go with anyone?"

"Dragons and dairy don't mix?" Kenzi guessed, climbing over a chair to lounge, waving a spoon in the air. "They're so freaking adorable. How's your week going?" Oooo, chocolate chocolate chip. YAY.

It was just a momentary jump. Matt was already looking more relaxed.

"Well apparently it involved sticking their arm into deep holes in the mud," Matt said with a frown. "If I'm hearing that correctly. I have no idea why they can't use a fishing pole."

"That would be me," Matt said tilting his head. "You're... Kenzi?"

There was a long pause as Matt tried to wrap around what he was sensing.

"Baby dragons? Really?" he asked with an amazed expression on his face. "As in breathing fire and all that?"

Kenzi wandered back over, remembering the cane, then squinted at Matt. "Hunh. So,the blind thing, not a scam? Yeah, Kenzi." She'd stretched out on one of the nearby chairs and was now eyeing him. Hey, she had a boyfriend, but she could still look. "Oh, Mike Rowe, you and your tight tight Levi's, I adore you," she told the TV.

"I don't either," Anna said. "What happens if something worse is in one of those holes?"

"No, I just went on my own," she answered. "I wanted to see how good the dances here were."

Which was true, and she felt a little bad that she maybe sort of made out with someone at the dance, but she didn't go with him, so it was okay, right?

Well it wasn't like he had asked her, right? Clearly Stacey was in the clear here.

"And are the dances any good?" Matt said giving her a grin. "because the next time I'll have to put in an appearance. Or ask someone."

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