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[congeals]

Hey, this is Bobby. Leave a message, and I'll call you back. Thanks.

[ beep! ]

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[justonetouch]

Maybe some oranges instead.

[congeals]

[ He laughs. ] Well, I don't think we'll be needing 'em anyway.

[justonetouch]

So it fits?

[Followed by a knock on his door.]

[congeals]

[ With a smirk, he deactivates his communicator before walking to the door.

Once he opens it, she'll find him wearing his uniform. ]

You tell me.

[justonetouch]

[And she starts to smile as he opens the door, moving to say something. But yup, distracted, for several very long moments, before she realizes she's been oogling him. A slight blush, shifting.]

Nope. Definitely not Storm's.

[congeals]

[ Just as planned. ]

Good news, then.

[ He leans in slightly. ]

[justonetouch]

Mhm. [Her smile broadening, although that good news does distract her for a second.] And looks like that money is all good. Didn't vanish, or raise alarms or anything like that.

[congeals]

[ He tucks a stray hair behind her ear before stepping back to give her room to enter. ]

What did you end up buying?

[justonetouch]

[That smile softens, as she ducks her head for a moment, before her eyes move to greet his. Stepping into the room, almost saying they should be heading out before remembering he was wearing his uniform, she responds.] Just a cookie, actually.