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[ had obviously enjoyed the meal with the way her plate is practically clean, one hand reaching out for a napkin to pat her mouth down with. gives a worrying glance at ralph when he begins to clean, as if she should help him somehow, but knows better so she just turns her attention to anthony instead. ]

Okay. [ stands, though does not move just yet. ] Do you want to come with me? We could have a race.

[ stares down at the bathroom, then back at her. back at the bathroom, then at alyssa yet again. ]

From here?

[ laughs and shakes her head. ]

No, silly, I meant a toothbrush race!

Okay. [ takes a last sip of his water & also gets to his feet. ]

How do we play?

[ begins to make her way to the bathroom, talking along the way. ]

We see who can brush their teeth the fastest, of course!

But we should brush our teeth for at least two minutes for sparkly teeth.

[ reaches over to flip the light on when they get there, turning to look at him with her hands on her hips. ]

Quality over quantity, my dear Watson!

But how do we judge quality, Holmes?

The smelling test, of course!

[ scrunches his nose, but nods. ]

That'll be up to you, honey. I'm not certified.

[ puffs out her chest a little. ]

I am. [ nabs her toothbrush, raising it in the air. ] Me, daddy and mommy used to play it when I was little.

[ tries to imagine (again)... ]

. . . Who won?

Me!

[ picks out his own toothbrush & squeezes some toothpaste on it. hands it over to alyssa. ]

Then I forfeit.

[ lips form into a pout as she takes the toothpaste. ]

But why!

You're the champion. I need more training.

[ squirts some toothpaste on her toothbrush, runs it under some water and then, after saying phooey, she shoves it in her mouth to begin slowly brushing. ]

[ mirrors her motions, brushing lazily as he starts humming & singing around the toothpaste. ]

I-- am working on the ra-a-a-ailwa-a-ay. . .

[ can't help but giggle at that, bumping her hip against him gently. while he gets out a few words all she can do is gurgle some nonsense out in reply to his singing. ]

[ bumps her back with his shoulder fondly as he switches tunes, even if the words are growing progressively more gurgled. ]

Soooooomewhe-e-e-wheeeere o-ve-e-er the rainbow. . .

[ manages to get out: ]

Waaaaaaay uuuuuuup hi~igh~!

[ before leaning over the sink to spit. ]

[ clamps his teeth on the toothbrush so that he has both hands free to clap along as she sings. then once that's over, also bends a little to spit. cleans out his tongue a couple of times before grabbing a cup from the counter to hand it to her while he uses his cupped hands for rinsing. ]

[ does her own share of mouth-preening, taking the cup afterward to rinse and spit a few times. leans into the mirror to check her teeth, standing up straight when she feels like she did a good job. ]

[ wipes off as much water as possible with his hands from his face, then pokes his head close to her mouth. ]

Smell test?

[ blinks over at him in brief confusion at the gesture, turning to face him fully. purses her lips into a small 'o' shape to blow a small puff of air at him. ]