J,Gob, Friday morning

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Dinah had gotten in very late last night, which mean two things: 1) she hadn't heard Radio yet, and 2) she'd left a handwavey voicemail for Priestly before collapsing in 'Dite's suite.

So now she had a chocolate-chip muffin, a chai tea, and reason to wonder why the J,GoB workers seemed to be acting out a Telemundo soap opera. With subtitles.


[ooc: expecting a couple, but totally open.]

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Priestly came in -- because, really, it wasn't like running a diner and being its head chef actually required him to be there working all day, right? Then how would he ever get involved in convoluted plots created specifically to drive other people into each other's arms?

Come on.

"Dinah!" he greeted with a broad grin. "Babe!"

Oh, lord, that was douchey. Why was he being such a douche, today?

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Blink blink what? "Priestlyyyyy!" Dinah bounced up for a hug, despite the underlying confusion there. "I know it's only been a week or so for you, but it's been ages for me."

To bring those of you just joining us up to date.

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Priestly waggled his eyebrows at her. (Seriously, what the hell was he doing?!) "Well, you know I'm always willing to make up for lost time."

Did that even make sense?

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Um? Okay, that was a joke... right? Or something?

"Heh." Dinah could feel herself turning pink, and bounced back to sit down, beaming at him. "Oooof course you are. Here, have some of my muffin."

Not dirty, you pervs.

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Oh, please, everyone knew muffins were code. "I'd love some of your muffin." He reached out and slowly broke off a piece, keeping eye contact as he put it in his mouth. "Mmmm."

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Whaaaaaaaaaaaat? Dinah half wanted to crack up. And half wanted to rear back in horror. And half wanted to, um--

"You are such a tease."

...?!!

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"Mmmm," Priestly hummed, still staring her in the eye -- then abruptly looked away, almost bored. "So how long are you here for?"

Inwardly, Priestly down to pretty much just howling a continuous wtffffffffffffffffffffffffffffff?

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"Mmm, Monday?" Thank you for looking away, Priestly. That was way the heck unnerving. "Can't really stay longer than that. We've got new stuff starting back in Glacia." Also, that bored look was making her look wistful and a little worried, while underneath, she was kind of appalled. "What's the new latest weirdness?"

No, really, what.

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"Oh, you know," Priestly said, with a flick of one hand. "Tourists."

Who knew everything about them all and 'shipped things like him, Dean, and the mayor.

No biggie.

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The door to the shop opened up again. There was the loud thud of heavy boots on the floor.

And a no-doubt familiar voice: "Dinah."

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"Jak!" Jak?! JAK!!

GLOMP! SO MUCH GLOMPING! "Hiiiiiiiiiiiii!"

... yeah, sorry, Priestly, but she missed this guy!!

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Jak did not hug her back, because he was Horribly Emotionally Stunted off his traumatic experiences and didn't remember how to touch people.

"Hi," he said gruffly.

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Which Dinah remembered, of course. From reality, too, not just the weird internal script where she suddenly Knew Stuff.

"How are you? What are you doing back? Why didn't you call?" Bounce!

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"I had... some things. To take care of," Jak said. "Didn't mean to be gone this long."

There was a haunting look in his eyes.

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"Awwwww." Dinah gave him a sad look. And reached out to take his hand, lacing her fingers through his, same way she'd done with Priestly not ten minutes ago. "Can I help?"

With nakedness?

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"I... don't know." That pause dragged on. Pregnantly. He was a broken man - she had no idea what he had been through.

He glanced down at her hand on his.

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Dinah leaned closer. Closer. Cloooooooser.

"I can make you forget. For a little while, anyway."

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"Ugh," Priestly said bitchily. "That guy."

And since when did his narrative describe him using such gendered derogatory language?

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Jak shot him a glance. Why did Priestly always have to be like that? "Hey."

Friendly overture!

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"Whatever," Priestly said back, because guys and girls couldn't just be friends with each other without the guy being really flamingly gay and thus Priestly couldn't possibly be on friendly terms with one of Dinah's ex's and/or love interests.

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"Okay," Jak said. He looked Very Very Sad. Or annoyed. It was hard to tell. He wasn't used to a huge range of facial expressions.

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Priestly crossed his arms over his chest. "So you're back, huh?"

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"Yeah, I guess I am," Jak said, meeting his eyes. "So?"

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"So you broke her heart, last time."

Wait, was Priestly a rival love interest or the sassy gay best friend? Apparently, the writer was having trouble deciding.

After that stunning confrontation

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Dinah blinked, and looked around. Both guys had left.

"What the..."