The Cafeteria, early afternoon Thursday

[blondecanary.livejournal.com]

After her sparring session with Jen, and a quick shower, the hat ended up back on Dinah's head. Giving up on changing that, she headed for the cafeteria to grab a quick lunch.

[open for all lunch needs]

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[future_sandworm]

Clearly there was some kind of hat obsession today. Not that he was unaccustomed to intricate hat designs, but it mad Leto smile. When he entered the cafeteria and saw Dinah in the same head wear, his smile widened.

"Dinah," he said, walking up to her. "You look beautiful as always."

[blondecanary.livejournal.com]

Dinah paused in the act of chewing her cheeseburger to roll her eyes, then swallow. "I look silly. I'm hoping people will think it's 'fetching', though." She popped a french fry in her mouth to shut herself up, cheeks flaming. "Hi."

[future_sandworm]

"Hello," he said, taking a seat next to her, picking up one of his own fries and frowning a little before putting it in his mouth.

[blondecanary.livejournal.com]

"Better with ketchup," Dinah managed, dipping her fry in the little tiny bucket of it. She chanced a sideways look at him. Stupid bow got in the way, so she had to turn her head. And smile, even though she still felt weird.

[future_sandworm]

He tried the ketchup. It wasn't too bad. Then he leaned forward, pressing his forehead against hers, although the hat certainly got in the way. "Dinah, don't be awkward."

[blondecanary.livejournal.com]

"It wasn't so much right after we quit talking," Dinah blurted, leaning back into him, wishing the stupid hat could be guaranteed to come off. "But then I had time to think. And feel dumb."

[future_sandworm]

"Explain to me why?" he pulled away a little, watching her.

[blondecanary.livejournal.com]

"Just... stuff I should have guessed. Or noticed. About you liking other people." Dinah cleared her throat, determined not to get into her feelings. "And, um. Guessing you'd notice that I don't, I'm not. You." She swallowed. See? There. Done.

[future_sandworm]

"No, you're not." Not in any way at all. "And not much of what was said between us was surprising, no. That's why awkwardness should be unnecessary." Leto smiled at her.

[flashesforinfo.livejournal.com]

This hat business got old, really, really fast, and Angela had taken to carrying hers around rather than actually wearing it. The thing was surprisingly weighty when it was on your head.

She smiled, and waved a greeting at Dinah as she snagged a tray from the stack to go pick up some food.

[blondecanary.livejournal.com]

"Hi! Okay, that's smart," Dinah decided, taking her hat off her head, and trying to hold it in her lap. Hmm. It stayed put for at least the moment. "Do you think we'll have to try to sleep in these?"

[flashesforinfo.livejournal.com]

"I hope not," Angela replied as she made her way over, balancing her tray as she put the hat down on the table and sat down herself. "I'd rather not have to deal with that neck ache tomorrow."

[blondecanary.livejournal.com]

"They're kind of awesome, all sparkly, but not at all practical," Dinah agreed, patting the top of hers. "Better than what Tuesday did to us, though. Did you get out of it unscathed?"

[flashesforinfo.livejournal.com]

"I think so?" Angela hazarded. She hadn't really talked to Hannibal for a decent length of time since, so it was difficult to tell exactly what effect it had all had. "I never realised I'd miss the ability to lie so much."

"Did you?" she asked in return, picking up a fork to poke at her pasta.

[blondecanary.livejournal.com]

"Noooo. Edward's not mad at me, though. One down. Too many to go." Dinah made a face, and looked away from her hat a second--

then grimaced as it poofed back onto her head.

"It was kind of exhausting, so I hid in my room after rehearsal. I just wanted a nap after being emotionally naked with everyone I saw."

[flashesforinfo.livejournal.com]

"It is definitely not one I want repeated," Angela said firmly. "I'm all for honesty, but there are certain situations where I really like being able to keep things to myself."

[blondecanary.livejournal.com]

"Yeah, that," Dinah agreed. "No secrets as well as no lies. Bad!" She grinned. "So yeah. Otherwise, yesterday was fine, and ... okay, rehearsal sucked because it's hard to act when you can't lie. But today has sparkly silliness." She took a slurp of her drink. "Anything planned for this weekend?"

[morpherboy.livejournal.com]

Marco was grumpy. Marco had a really odd hat that would not come off (not even when he had tried morphing into a chimp). Marco headed for food.

[blondecanary.livejournal.com]

Dinah waved to the guy she didn't know, her head bobbing a little with her hat. Stupid hat. "Hey."

[morpherboy.livejournal.com]

Marco nodded before realizing that the girl also had a hat stuck on her head. "Did the hat gnomes attack again?"

[blondecanary.livejournal.com]

"Again?" Dinah asked plaintively, pushing the hat at an angle. "It's happened before? You know, I'm getting scared to ask that question."

[morpherboy.livejournal.com]

Marco nodded, as serious as he could be with a bow bopping on his head. "Oh yeah. Last time? There were polka dots." He shuddered.

[blondecanary.livejournal.com]

"Ergh. I kind of like this one. If it weren't stuck to my head by force of whatever," Dinah said with a sigh. "I'm Dinah. Hi. You're wearing that awfully well, though."

[morpherboy.livejournal.com]

Marco gave her a quick "aw, shucks" grin. "Marco, like the dude. And I'm sure it's nowhere near to how well you're wearing it."

[blondecanary.livejournal.com]

Even after Tuesday, she still wasn't used to people being this complimentary. "Thank you!" Dinah grinned and took another sip of her Coke. "So, weirdest Fandom experience that might happen to us again, so I can hide from it or at least hit it with a baseball bat afterward?"