Computer Lab, Thursday morning

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There were two options, as far as Dinah was concerned, when you were having a crappy week: dance and throw a party. Or find someone to beat up. Option #2 was currently being explored.

crimeseen:... so that's all Raven told me about him.
willschoolyou: I know I've heard about this church before.
willschoolyou: Hang on. Let me do a search.

Dinah was now trying to find out how many times she could spin her chair before Barbara got back to her.

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Here was Jak, trying mostly not to think about Daxter gnawing on his head and making weird noises, which meant that inevitably, that was exactly what he was thinking about. Uhhh, he continued. Strong, Jak.

Be really, really strong.

You do meals that aren't lunch, right?

Smooth, man. It even had the requisite leeean required.

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Which completely distracted Dinah and cracked her up, giggling over the back of her chair at that image.

Wait, there was a question in there.

"Sure?" Dinah asked, not getting it for a minute, still giggly. Then wait. Leeeeaning. Oh. Oh oh oh! "Yes?" Make that sound like a question. Not like you're already saying yes!

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And we're gone next week, he plowed on. Never a guy of many words, Jak, So... Friday?

There. It was out there. With just as many words as needed, and absolutely no surplus, uh. Pacman? ...Not on Friday!

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It's a good thing Dinah kept the squee internal or Jak would've been deafened. Friday's good! I have no other plans for Friday! She managed to get the glee down to a beam and said aloud, "So, yeah. Um. Where? Did you have some place in mind?"

She reached over and handed him one set of controllers. "Pac-Man is awesome." Get a grip, Dinah. "And I'm going to beat you at it!"

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Uhhh... Okay, Jak needed to get a grip on all of this back of head rubbing he was doing, because it so wasn't cool. He dropped his hand and settled it on his hip. Figured we'd grab a place in town, he returned, then fell silent.

For a few beats.

...Cafe Fina's pretty good.

... Yeah, he was lucky he tended to have other people to do the talking for him.

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A date! A real date! With Jak! Just as cool as Jak, Dinah said, "I like their muffins. Liir brings them in to rehearsals." Still happy. Almost happy enough to spin that chair. Well, definitely happy enough, but not going to that. "So. Yeah. We can do that." The buzz was settling down a bit, enough that Dinah could send, I'm really glad you asked me out back to him. And grin a little at how awkward he looked.

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He wasn't awkward. Please. Although at that bit, he did visibly relax, and the I'm totally relaxed, honest posture he'd been trying to hit became a lot closer to reality. Jak leaned a little more onto his hip, and shrugged with a slight smile. Cool, he said, then finally snagged the other chair and sat down. With the controller.

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Dinah grinned and bumped his shoulder with hers, then fired up Pac-Man. "Muahahahaaaa."

Much better than the guy just doing a "see ya Friday" and leaving her to stress out over it. Much.