The Boards, Thursday Afternoon

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The curling rink was gone but the theatre hadn't quite recovered from its presence. Tony set to work cleaning things up and doing some minor but necessary repairs.

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[blondecanary.livejournal.com]

Someone had finally listened to the podcast from Tuesday. And heard about a conversation between a stage manager, and a guy from a desert planet. Someone was pissed. And not English-drunk-pissed, either.

"Tony!" Dinah stomped up to the stage, looking around. "I have to talk to you!"

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Crap. "Tony's not here!" Tony called from the wings.

[blondecanary.livejournal.com]

Ohhh. "Nice try! Come on out! We have you surrounded!"

Dinah sat down in the middle of the stage and crossed her arms, scowling.

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Tony walked out of the wings, holding his hands up in surrender. "I'm unarmed. Don't shoot."

[blondecanary.livejournal.com]

Dinah kind of wanted to throw things at him, kind of wanted to hug him, and kind of wanted to yell. What came out was, "I'm not five, you know!"

Since they both knew what this was about, yup.

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Yup. Though he didn't know if she'd heard about it from Leto or some other source. "I know that! What did he tell you?"

[blondecanary.livejournal.com]

"He didn't! I haven't seen him since Tuesday." Which was a whole different thing, but she didn't dare talk to Leto about this before she talked to Tony. "It was on the Radio. God, Tony." She made grabby-strangle hands at him, then buried her face in them. "Nnnngh."

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Stupid squirrels.

"It wasn't as bad as they made it sound?" he offered. He couldn't remember what the radio had said.

[blondecanary.livejournal.com]

"'Tony told Leto not to hurt Dinah, only we don't know whether that's physically or emotionally...'" Dinah couldn't remember the exact quote, just the urge to hide in the closet afterward. "I mean. Honest to god. Why?"

Never mind that she'd been so totally nonplused and kinda touched about it for two seconds, before the implications hit her.

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"That's not... exactly what I said." Even if it's what he meant.

[imac-kenzie.livejournal.com]

Mac had missed the whole 'curling rink' fiasco. This is what came of her way of dealing with the weekend by going into a sort of hibernation.

"What happened in here?" she asked after looking around a moment.

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"Geoffrey went nuts this weekend and put in a curling rink," Tony said.

[imac-kenzie.livejournal.com]

Mac managed to resist the urge to correct him and make that 'more nuts', because she was fairly sure he was a little odd already.

Instead, she went with a nicer, "Weird. Do you need help with anything?"

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Tony wouldn't actually have disagreed with that. "If you want to help with cleaning up, I'm good with that," he said. "I'm just trying to get everything back to where it was before the weekend."

[chic-harper.livejournal.com]

Harper brought her flour baby, Justin, with her today. While she hadn't decorated the actual flour bag, she had wrapped it in a knit baby kimono (http://straw.com/cpy/patterns/baby-child/bunnyhop-kimono.html) and topped it with a hat (http://knitty.com/ISSUEwinter03/PATTbabytart.html) made entirely out of glow-in-the-dark jelly yarn (http://jellyyarns.com/yarns.html). It really didn't matter what Harper was wearing today because the eye was drawn to her glowing mutant flour baby.

"Hi! What can I help out with today?"

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"Hey!" Tony said. "Mostly just cleaning up what's left of the curling rink today." He eyed the "baby". "Is that a costume sample?" he asked, trying not to sound judgemental.

[chic-harper.livejournal.com]

"Nope, this is actually my assignment for Sex Ed," said Harper, finding a safe place to stow Justin while she worked. "I heard about the curling rink on the radio, but I don't understand why Geoffrey would want one here."

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"Oh, the baby thing," Tony said. "I don't think Geoffrey even knows why he wanted one here. I guess he had a strange weekend."

[chic-harper.livejournal.com]

"Sounds like there was a lot of that going around," said Harper. "I didn't really go anywhere this weekend, so I guess I missed out."

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"Yeah, it was pretty nuts," Tony said. "I didn't do anything weird, but a couple of my friends did." He smiled. "I had to take pictures to tease them on Monday."

[chic-harper.livejournal.com]

"Oooh, good idea," said Harper. "Guess it pays to be ready when weird stuff happens around here. You know, weird stuff used to happen at home, too, but I never was prepared for it."

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"Where's home? And what was weird back there?" Tony asked.

[chic-harper.livejournal.com]

"New York City. Tribeca, actually," said Harper. "Weird stuff used to happen once in a while, like strange noise coming from the freezer at my friend's family's sub shop or their dog that had smoke coming from its nostrils. One time, there was this guy named Manny who went into the dunk tank at a street fair and he disappeared, but there were mannequin parts left behind in the water."

It was all magic that the Russo kids very carefully explained away, not that Harper realized it.

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"Do you think he turned into a mannequin?" Tony asked.

[inthereflexes.livejournal.com]

Jack showed up, thinking it was rehearsal day. "Huh. At least the rink is gone."