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The DJ had started to play Christmas music today. He'd just gotten through half of those dogs barking Jingle Bells before Jaina left the bar, went over to the DJ, and reminded him of all the threats she'd made last week. Verbatim. Which was impressive since some of them had been amazingly creative threats.

There was now some generic dance music pumping over the speakers, and you're all welcome, Fandom. She'd still rather her danger sense, but at least the power of conversational recall saved your ears.

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Okay fine, your bartender's still going to have Jingle Bells in her head, but there's only so much you can do.

Poor DJ.

Where there might be an Eric.

I need the weekend to go slower.

There was indeed an Eric, tapping furiously away on a laptop (seriously, there was smoke rising from it) as he finished a report for Sophie-Anne that was due tomorrow.

Okay, the smoke was going to bring Jaina over, because some things were just not right.

"Um, are you aware that your computer looks like it wants to self-immolate?" she asked.

"They don't make vampire-proof keyboards," Eric said absently, tapping away.

"Just going to remind you that fire's also bad," Jaina said, casually.

"Death by report would be a stupid way to die," Eric decided.

"It would." Especially when phrased like that. "What are you working on, anyway?"

"Report for Sophie-Anne," Eric replied. "She wants specifics about revenue in Area Five."

"That sounds incredibly boring," she stated.

"I've done the best I could with it," Eric said. "There are graphs and footnotes, too."

"She asked for graphs and footnotes?" Jaina frowned. "Bad Sophie-Anne. Bad."

Jaina would have hated normal high school. Hated it.

"No, I added those in myself," Eric said. "I wanted to make it look interesting."

Eric: Report overachiever, at least today.

Huh. She wouldn't have figured Eric for a nerd.

"For some reason I just want to pat your head."

Eric arched up an eyebrow. "Why?"

"Because you're the only person I've ever seen get this into writing reports and it's downright cute." She almost said 'weird.'

"I'm not normally this thorough," Eric admitted.

"So does this mean I can't make you do my reports for me?" Not that she had any to do these days, but for the future.

"I'll wait to the very last minute to do them," Eric warned, "and then make things up."

"So I won't ask you to do my reports for me," Jaina decided.

"Probably a good idea," Eric replied. "I'd spend a lot of time in the report bitching about doing your work for you."

"And here I thought I was one of the people you were nice to," she tsked.

"That's me being nice," Eric replied, grinning back.

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