Dite's Decadent Delights, Saturday Afternoon

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Oooookaaaaaaaay. This was not what Kathy had been expecting when she hopped out of the portal onto the island. She'd vaguely remembered dinosaurs from that weird weekend the reunion was supposed to have been, but this wasn't dinosaurs.

This looked like some creepy guy in a mask should be shouting about not getting addicted to water from way up high or something.

Dite's hadn't fared much better. It was mostly rusting metal plates making some kind of shack with weird, kinky bits of...armor?...on display? It all had a lot of straps and studs and leather and rubber anyway. And normally Kathy wouldn't judge that, but a) it all looked like it had been dragged down three miles of bad road and b) at least one of them came with severed hands that looked too withered to be anything but real. She was...just gonna avoid that one a lot.

The biggest surprise was the back room, which had been emptied of normal merchandise and filled with metal shelving that was absolutely covered in weird drugs. Jet. Psycho. Mentats. And a truly ridiculous amount of alcohol, some in old, sealed bottles, other just jars of straight up moonshine.

There was clearly only one thing to do. Kathy poked at the old timey jukebox now in a corner, flipping through songs until she found a good one.

Looks like today she was a purveyor of sex, drugs, and a little rock and roll.

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"I did not," Dante opined as he stepped into the store with a bag of Thai food in his hands, "Think this was ever gonna be your aesthetic."

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"Yeah, believe me, I didn't choose it," Kathy said, very glad she'd left Ronin at the groomers today instead of letting him come with her. She'd have spent the whole day worrying that he'd get tetanus or something. "It gets even weirder when you see what I've got hidden in the back."

She was grateful to see that the Thai was from home and not the island. She wasn't entirely sure she wanted to eat anything made here. "Tom ka gai?" she asked, fluttering her eyes at him hopefully.

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"I know my girl," Dante agreed. "Straight from Limbo City to your waiting hands." He held the bag out to her.

Why bring island food when you could portal right to your girlfriend's doorstep with the good stuff?

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"And if my back room wasn't full of weird drugs and moonshine, I'd take you back their to show you how much I appreciate you," Kathy said.

It was a lie, though. This place looked worse than a gas station bathroom floor.

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Dante snickered. "Maybe after work," he said, wiggling his eyebrows, "And in our storeroom at home.

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"Look at you," Kathy said. "Sex with me later rates higher than the possibility of drugs and moonshine now." She beamed at him, teasing, but also genuinely pleased. "Huh, I'm gonna have to note this day down in my diary."

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Dante laughed. "I'll still take the moonshine," he said. "Kinda been cooling it on the drugs for a while now."

About since Mundus died.

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Kathy actually thought it might have started earlier. Since finding Vergil. But then, she hadn't been really privy to much of what he'd been up to during those bad old days.

"It was more the promise of moonshine," Kathy admitted. "I kinda figured you'd be off like a shot."

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Dante shrugged one shoulder. "We got the good booze at home."

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That generally didn't stop him, but if Dante wasn't hankering for a drink, Kathy wasn't going to press.

"That strawberry nonsense is not good," she said, grinning at him.

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"It is super good and you're a fucking snob," Dante retorted.

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"It's terrible and having tastebuds doesn't count as being a snob," Kathy sniffed, folding her arms.

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"See if I ever bring you Thai food again," Dante said, also sniffing.

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"You will if you want to continue enjoying domestic tranquility," Kathy threatened, unpacking the take-away bag to reveal her delicious lunch. "I am a wretched creature when my hunger goes unappeased."

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"I'll just make Anders do it," Dante decided, but he was watching her with a smile.

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Kathy snorted. "You'll try, he'll complain, you'll tease, he'll pout, and then suddenly the two of you will be fucking and I'll end up starving to death in some post-apocalyptic hellhole, waiting for Thai that never comes," she declared.

Though, truth be told, this ranked a solid second in post-apocalyptic hellholes she'd been in.

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"And whose fault would that be?" Dante asked, batting his eyes.

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"Still yours," Kathy told him. "Because you knew it would happen."

Beat.

"And his, for being so damn fuckable when he pouts."

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"Okay, so you're totally without blame here," Dante said. "I see how it is."

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"Well, finally," Kathy said, tsking. "I can't understand how it took you this long to figure out that I'm blameless. In all things."

She opened up her container of soup and sipped. "Mmmmm..." she moaned. "Fuck this is good."

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"Do you and the soup need a moment alone?" Dante asked, amused.

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"Don't be jealous that this leaves me all soft and warm deep inside," Kathy said. "You're gonna be off fucking Anders, remember?"

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"In your head, sure," Dante teased.

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"Always," Kathy said with a happy sigh. "So sexy."

She grabbed a spring roll, dunked it into her soup and asked, ultra-casually, "Talk to Ez recently?"

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"I did," Dante said easily. "We went for karaoke. Why?"