Cabot & Associates, Saturday

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If anyone had warned Roy about what happened after prom, it had gotten lost in the general haze of 'omgwtf' that was about his first week here. So when he reported to work on Saturday, he had no idea anything was amiss. Yet. Give him time.

Cabot & Associates was open. Roy was playing Spider Solitaire.

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[newlances]

Sin was confused too. She tugged on Dinah's arm until she bent down, then whispered to her Sister, "You are not married to Uncle Roy! You are not married to anyone, and he has many girlfriends."

[blondecanary]

Heh. Dinah grinned and whispered back, "It's okay. We won't tell Sean. Somewhere it's real. Just... not where you are."

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"Okay. Okay. It doesn't matter," Roy said, because he'd decided that was the best way to keep from hurting his brain with this. "They're still here and we still have to deal with them, right?"

[blondecanary]

"Yeeeah," Dinah admitted. "Last time they were here through Monday night. Then they all went home." She grimaced. "We can trade off?"

Sort of like Health Class, or Ethics, or ... well. No. Nothing like that, not really.

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Roy looked down at his lapful of kids and said, faintly, "Yeah, we can do that."

[weetinyarrows]

Sean hugged his daddy, then slid off the chair. "Ice cream! We should get ice cream!"