The Perk [Friday afternoon]

[weldedtomyspine]

Jaime didn't really need (more) coffee at the moment, but he was at the Perk anyway. With all the weirdness around Fandom he'd learned to tune out the Scarab's near-constant low-grade series of alerts. Because even acknowledging them all would be a full-time job.

Which was Jaime's current excuse for not having picked up on the innocuous little warning of 'previous bearer (deceased) detected'. Not that he knew that was his excuse due to the still not having picked up on things, but still.

It was going to be a really good excuse when he needed to bust it out. Really.

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[gothamphantoms.livejournal.com]

Larry glanced from Jamie to Dinah and back, wondering if this was a good or bad thing. He'd have to ask Dinah later.

"Lunch would nice. Maybe a good burger? And maybe a beer?"

[blondecanary.livejournal.com]

"Plan! We have a plan." Dinah leaned over to give Jaime a kiss on the cheek, partly for comfort, even if he didn't need it, and partly because... well, her dad was sitting there. And Helena would've made gagging noises. "See you in the morning?"

She had a dad! A dad to go play with!

[weldedtomyspine]

"Burger sounds good to me," Jaime grinned. He liked food.

[gothamphantoms.livejournal.com]

"Good. I'm looking forward to it," Larry smiled. "But for now, there's a motorcycle to check out."

[gothamphantoms.livejournal.com]

Someone who was paying attention might notice a woman outside the Perk after Larry and Dinah left, stopped in front of the shop. Just watching them walk down the street from behind her sunglasses.

Tourists were everywhere this weekend, though.