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"His soul," Jack repeated doubtfully. "Okay. That's heading out of magic and into other territory. So you're going into the underworld to rescue a soul." He looked down, then back up with a small smile. "Ever thought about staying in at night and painting your toenails?"

Isabel laughed, "But that would be boring!"

Jack grinned at her. "Fair enough, it was just a thought. You'll be careful, right?"

"Always," she promised. "And I'll call you when I get back."

And then there was chocolate cream pie, falling out of no where.

"ACK!" Jack danced backwards and completely failed to avoid the pie. It landed on his head, slid down onto his shoulder with a pronounced gloop, then slowly oozed down the front of his body towards the floor.

He sighed and used both hands to wipe it out of his eyes. "See? Pie," he sighed, and tasted it. "Chocolate cream if I'm not mistaken."

Isabel scooped a gob off his shoulder with her finger and tasted it. "Yup, yummy. It's a different look for you."

Jack just rolled his eyes. "I think I'd have preferred to be attacked by pens. It's less messy," he said, then smiled wickedly. "Izzy, my sweet, lovely, wonderful Izzy. I think I need to give you a hug to show you how much I'll miss you while you're gone."

He held his arms wide and stepped towards her.

Stepping backwards, Isabel held out her hands to ward him off. "Oh no, no way!!! I have to be here all day!"

Jack kept coming forward, laughing at her expression. "It's only pie. It'll come off," he told her. "Come on, give Jack a hug."

"But I'll be sticky! For several hours! And that's not fun!" she protested, still stepping backwards. "I'm sorry Jack, but for once I have to turn you down!"

He sighed and let his arms fall, flashing her a woebegone expression, before carefully backtracking to his original spot. "Maybe I could have a towel? Or something? And I'll go and scrape this pie off outside."

She didn't have a towel, but she did have a roll of paper towels, usually reserved for snacking library aides. "Here," Isabel said, pushing the roll towards him. "This should help. Have you considered getting an umbrella?"

He grinned and took the roll of paper towels, then walked carefully to the front door. Once he was outside, he scraped off as much pie as he could. "I have, but I'm not sure that would help," he said as he came back inside. "Knowing Fandom, they'd just start raining up, or from inside the umbrella, and then I'd look even dumber than I do now."

"You look adorable. Edible even," she grinned. "Perhaps you should find a thingie?"

"I'd offer you a taste, but that way lies madness," he said with a laugh. "And that's a thought. Being covered in pie wouldn't be so bad if..." and he trailed off, staring into space with a smile on his face.

"Perhaps if you had a spoon?" Isabel laughed. "Go! Get yourself cleaned up. I'll call you when I get back tonight."

"I'm gone. And it'd be much for fun if they used their hands. Or...nevermind." He grinned at her, then said seriously, "Keep yourself safe. I don't want have to do an Orpheus and come looking for you."

Isabel snickered. "Yes, nevermind! TMI!" She reached out and caught his hand, squeezing it. "I will. Promise."

"You'd better," he said, holding her hand for a moment, before pulling away. "Come and find me when it's done," he said as he left the library.

He'd only made it a few steps when a series of pecan pies bounced down around him. "Stupid pies."

Isabel laughed out loud. A thesaurus took the opportunity to bop her on the head.

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