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Turtle & Canary; Saturday [ 02/21 ].

Turtle Wexler had been fairly late for work. She couldn't help it! It was going to be a perfectly normal, albeit awkward (which was normal, really), in the room, where she and Jeff would get ready for the day without a single word about the past week or the closet or anything, really, but then there was a dog, and tripping, falling over each other onto the so-far ignored ruins of the collapsed closet, and then there was trying to get up, which let to...rubbing, which lead to...

Turtle being late for work. Melty Man had left the building, and if she didn't have a feeling that today would have been such a good sales day, Turtle wouldn't have left at all.

But there was the trip coming up; people would need stuff.

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Thank you, come again!

Dinah was in to get sunscreen, more sunglasses, aloe vera if she needed it, a beach towel, and anything else that came to mind.

"So, are you going on the trip too?" she asked Jill.

"Oh, no, I couldn't," Jill said. "I have to go in for treatment this week."

"Oh, that sucks!" Dinah grabbed a small bottle of lotion, and tilted her head. "I'm sorry you're going to miss it. Is your brother going to be at the school or with you, when you're in for treatment?"

Totally forgetting how he said, Don't mention we talked, to my sister.

Jill stared at her blankly and took a package of highlighters off the shelf. "I don't have a brother."

"Yes you--" Whoops. Wow. Guess that resentment went both ways, if Jill was denying even having a brother. Jack hadn't been lying, or at least, he'd thought of himself as Jill's brother, and you could see the resemblance if you looked at them.

But man. Issues. "Neeeever mind." She reached out for a tube of sunscreen. "Are you going to have time to just chill out and rest, though, after the treatments?"

"I'll have some time before," Jill said. "I'm not scheduled to go until the end of the week, actually." She studied a bottle of Midol, wondering if she should buy it for Jack or if he would just think it was mean.

Then she grabbed it and put it in her basket.

"Hey, do you know when the prom is?"

"April! Although, I'm not sure if I want to go. Mr. Rogers said some pretty scary things in Health class about it. If he wasn't joking, maybe I should take a vacation that weekend."

"Something scary about the prom?" Jill said doubtfully. "How could the prom be scary? It's prom! I need to find a date, though," she mused.

"He said if you go to Prom, your future children will show up the next day. I'm pretty sure he wasn't joking."

Dinah was going to worry about this off and on until April.

"A date. Well, I guess? It's a little early to worry about though."

Not hypothetical kids, though. Never too early to worry about them.

Jill scoffed. "Of course he was joking. That's impossible."

And, "Early? Ohmigod, no, it's waaaaaaaaaay late, I should've been working on this, like, before Christmas. And I don't even have a dress."

Dinah stared, momentarily swamped by a feeling of Not Being Girly Enough, then shook her head. "Do you have an actual guy in mind? That might help." She added, "If he was kidding, I am so telling him he's not funny the day after Prom. Maybe he's just trying to cut down on... you know."

"No," Jill admitted. "Not yet. I need to scout somebody who's, you know, not completely mal-looking, and single."

Dinah was really getting the idea that Jill's standards on this were way different than hers. "Wellll... Most of my friends are hooked up already, although Tony might go with me if I can't find a romantic-type guy-date." She picked up a bottle of washable pink hair dye, considering. "Well, what do you consider Mal? And I'll send you a postcard from the Caribbean. Although we'll probably get back before it gets here."

"You know, mal," Jill said. "Unfortunate. Do you see any Post-its?"

"Next aisle. I need another notebook or two as well." Dinah wondered if Jill would consider her mal, but really didn't want to ask. Better not to know. "You could join one of the clubs about stuff you like, you might meet someone that way?"

No, so far Jill thought Dinah was one of the saner people in this nuthouse. "I don't know, I'm not really a joiner, you know? Maybe if they had a math club or something. That sounds really lame, doesn't it?"

"No! I wouldn't have fun in it, but then, Math's not my thing. I do well at it but it's not a game for me, like it is for my sister." Dinah wandered into the next aisle, picking up notebooks. "I think they have a science club, though. Not the same, really, but still. The kinds of guys you like might hang out there."

Jill grabbed some multi-colored post-its and markers to organize her notes. Ooh, and stickers. "Science club might be good. Can people just, like, show up? Do you know?"

"I think so? I don't remember what day it's supposed to be, but I bet the teachers know," Dinah said, growing, if possible, more cheerful. "And I know that the frat guys were saving up to build a satellite, although I don't know if they actually did it. So the science club people must do something pretty cool."

"Hmmm," Jill said. "Plus it would look good on my college applications."

"Oh, yeah." Dinah was entirely unenthused on that subject. She sighed. "Guess we have to do those this coming year, right."

"Yeah. I have to go to this Christian school back home, but I still want it to look good, you know?"

"You do? Is it at least a good school?" Dinah asked, thinking of chastity vows and curfews and possibly uniforms. "Your parents don't want you applying anywhere else?"

Jill didn't look at Dinah, focusing on a pack of Sharpies instead. "Eh, it's...a school. I don't think it's that great, actually, but my parents want me close to home. You know. Because of my condition." Never mind that they'd shipped her off to boarding school...

"Oh. Right." Which kind of didn't quite compute, there. Because Jill was here, not Connecticut. "Still. There has to be more than one college nearby. You should apply to more than one, just to see if you can get in." Because after the week she had, Dinah was all about undercutting authority figures if she could get away with it.

"I don't think my mom would like that at all," Jill said.

"So? I'm Not going to tell." Dinah picked up a big white organza shirt, and held it up to herself. "What do you think, a good beach cover?"

"That looks great for the beach," Jill agreed. "My parents are paying for school." With all the money they...didn't have. Jill wasn't really clear on that part.

"Hunh. Okay, point." One which she would work on later. Yup. Jill's parents weren't as bad as Hinata's dad, but still! Jill should get to make her own choices. Dinah put the cover-up in her basket and said, "At least it'll be quiet, you'll have the whole place to yourself next week. You can do anything you want."

"Yeah," Jill said, her brow furrowing with worry about what that would mean re: Jack. "I guess so." Then the mask slid back into place as she turned to grin at Dinah. "Meanwhile, you guys will be off in sunny Mexico."

"Aruba, Jamaica, Ooo I'm gonna take ya," Dinah sang, gleeful. "Next time, you come along too!"

Take advantage of the good mood!

Brooke had a shopping list of stuff for spring break, but there was one thing she had to check on. Which was why she was coming over to ask, "Do you have beads here?"

Turtle gave Brooke a moment's glance of wondering if she was really asking that before giving a smile and telling her, "Of course we do. Aisle ~~Handwavey~~. New project?"

Brooke looked at her blankly. "Mardi Gras. I need something to throw at boys on the cruise."

Turtle's head tilted a little, pulling up the calender in her head up. "Oh, that's right," she said. "That's coming up, isn't it?"

"Uh huh! And since I don't know the customs... wherever we're going, I just know it's sunny, I'm going to bring it to them," she smiled. "Also, I figure if I go around just wearing the beads, I get more popular whether I actually flashed anyone or not."

Turtle wasn't going to voice her opinion about the flashing parts, especially not to a customer. "Besides," she said, instead, with a smile, "this way, you're supporting your local businesses."

"...Yeah, okay," she said. She just couldn't make beads. "Think of it as bringing a little bit of America to them!"

"I can always approve of that," Turtle had to agree. "Are you pretty excited about the trip, then? You were around for the Mexico one last time, right?"

"Oh my god, I heart Mexico. There were boys and parties and I got to share a bed with the guy with the arms... I can just imagine what this trip's gonna bring, and it's all good things."

"It should definitely be nice," Turtle agreed. "You think you have everything you'd need? I mean, might as well pick up everything while you've got your beads."

"Getting there," she said, holding up her list. "I'm totally covered clotheswise- so to speak- but it's those little extras, like the things that help you tan nicely without making you look like a crab-" Interesting word choice there, Brooke ~~too bad there's no icon to go with this ping~~. "-that I have to deal with. So of course I patronize your store."

She paused. "I mean patronize in the good way, by the way."

Turtle grinned a little, waving her hand. "I figured," she said. "I don't think you'd patronize-the-bad-way a place that was going to sell your line. If you did, that would just be really stupid business sense, and, really, you've got a smart one of those, Brooke."

SP is the name of the daaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaay.

No, Saturday is the name of the day.

But it usually goes by George.

I meant game.

SHUT UP.

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