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[ double-checks that everything in the house is straightened and in its proper place, despite having cleaned everything earlier that morning. a few peeks up the stairs towards her brother's room is the only other movement she makes besides nudging things here and there, taking a seat on the edge of a chair when she realizes that it probably won't be very long now. is quite aware (was made aware) that her brother had tricked anthony into thinking they were going to meet at twelve instead of twelve-thirty, but still can't help but glance outside the front window every few minutes to make sure that she would be there when he arrived. ]

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[ smooths out some strands with a hand. ]

You're really nice. Once you get past scoring points with my face.

[ blinks at that, giving it some thought. ]

I am unsure if I have ever been called "nice". That is an interesting word to use.

You're like. . . like. . . a Gundam. Big and tough and robot on the outside, but there's always a pilot inside.

The art you enjoy so much?

Yes. It comes in many forms.

Then this is a very good thing. [ nods firmly. ] I believe that I understand.

[ watches this with half-interest, calling out: ]

Oi, you guys done making out yet?

[ snuggles in a little closer. ]

No!

Suit yourself. [ relaxes further into her seat again. ] But if you ask me you should go with your cap-i-tan to get more Sprite.

You think so?

[ stares down at the top of michael's head. ] You think so too?

[ looks at rachel as best as his position would allow, who only gives him two thumbs up. sighs, back to anthony. ]

If that is what you'd like to do.

My bladder, cap-i-tan! Tongue or bladder?

You do not have to choose your thirst over the use of the restroom. It is available at any time.

I'm not thirsty. The Sprite's just really good. It doesn't taste like the Sprite I have at home.

[ butts in again when michael is about to explain why, grinning. ]

That's because it's Special Sprite! Special just for you, Juliet.

That's just silly. They didn't know I was coming.

But I tooootally gave the announcement to them! I'm buddies with everyone here!

[ bristles a bit. ]

Why would you do that! What if they told people in France!

I'm sure they don't give that much of a damn about you, chicken boy. Chill out! Your secret is safe with you.

[ plops his head on top of michael's again, appeased. ]

Oh okay. If you say so.

[ lifts a hand, patting anthony's side lightly. ]

I appreciate the affection, but it is probably in your best interest to be seated once more.

But I like it here.

Why is that?

I dunno. Sometimes you like things because you like things.

... I suppose to some extent, yes.