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Library (12/15/05)

Janet opens up the library after the ~~omg, posted late, noes!~~ Criminal Justice final. She flips on the lights, goes behind the Collections Desk, and starts silently cursing the stupid little gray aliens that sent her back to high school, finals, the whole concept of papers and the grading system in place in the United States today.

She scrawls out a sign on a piece of paper and posts it on the door:

PLEASE TURN IN YOUR OVERDUE LIBRARY BOOKS
BEFORE THE END OF THE TERM

(OR WE'LL SEND ZERO AFTER YOU
WITH HER MALLET)

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Janet sighed. "So what are we going to do about it?" she asked. "Because I don't want to go back there. Too many memories, and a hell of a lot of temptation."

"I don't have the faintest idea, but you know Daniel would put us up if we asked him. There's also the hotel Uncle George stayed at while he was in town." Janet stopped checking in books and glanced up at Sam. "We could put the bill on Uncle Jonathan's credit card. I'll send him an expense report. In triplicate. With a cheery little holiday greeting."

"We dissected one," said Janet. "I just figured you wouldn't want to hear about it." She raised an eyebrow at Sam. "Or do you want details?"

"Sometimes I can't believe you, Sam," said Janet. "There's that place in town. I've never been in there, but I was thinking about stopping by later today to check it out." She slid a color printout over to Sam. "That picture, but without the border. What do you think? And you do realize that settles it, don't you? We're stopping by today. I can check out the shop while you get your henna tattoo."

"Yeah, tell me about it," Sam said, "We'll just have to come up with something else to do." She bit her lip, remembering that Janet might have plans, if Daniel ever got his act together.

Which reminded her that she should probably call and poke him, in case he forgot. She'd hate being alone for the holiday, but it was for a good cause. "I'd pay big money to see the luck on his face," she grinned. Even in conversation, she couldn't call him Uncle anything.

Sam made a face and stuck out her tongue. "No, no details are necessary, thanks. Learn anything interesting or useful, though?"

"What? It's a big thing!" Sam protested, then studied the picture. "Exotic," she said, tracing the outline with her finger, "but aren't all those different colors going to hurt? And where are you thinking about putting it?"

"Watch stupid movies, throw popcorn at the screen, order a catered dinner, and generally act nuts," said Janet. "Or Daniel could take me on vacation like he promised. But what will the rest of you do? We could all go together ~~even if I haven't checked this with Daniel yet~~. I could still have suitably romantic moments alone." She paused. "Even if I had to sedate Jack to do it."

"I'll give Murray a call to have his camera at the ready," said Janet. "With any luck, you-know-who would be surgically attached at the hip and we'd get her expression too."

Janet laughed. "I have a sample of the venom. I really ought to have it tested, but I've been busy lately. And you wouldn't believe the digestive system on these guys."

"It's a temporary dye that washes out after a month at the most," said Janet. "You're doing it. I don't know how much it would hurt, but that's why I'd go to the tattoo shop and investigate it. Maybe my back, just next to my shoulderblade? The muscle tissue would be good padding, I'd think. Nowhere near the stomach, hips, or lower back, though." She smiled awkwardly. "I think I want kids some day, and that would stretch a tattoo out."

"This is why you're my best friend," Sam grinned. "You're always the girl with the good plan. I never had enough free time to learn how to do that."

"I wouldn't want to horn in on your romantic getaway with Daniel!" Sam was aghast. "I can't believe you even suggested that! Next thing you know, Jack would be off somewhere with Daniel, and you and I would be together...okay, so maybe that doesn't sound too horrible, but I'm sure it's not what Daniel has in mind."

She tried to sound reassuring. "Don't worry, we'll figure something out. It would be nice if Jack figured something out on his own, though. I'm sick of always going first."

"No, I bet I wouldn't," Sam grinned. "But I'm not sure I'd believe our own digestive systems. Have you figured out what makes them keep biting people? Or how to counteract their venom?"

"Sounds like good reasoning." She didn't meet Janet's eyes, but was hoping that her friend wouldn't ask questions. She really wasn't in the mood to discuss that today. "Uh, I'm thinking of having it done on the small of my back. Since it's, you know, temporary."

"You never had time to learn how to watch bad movies?" asked Janet. "Or act nuts? You do a good job of it, though."

Janet snickered. "Do you realize what it sounds like you're saying?" she asked. "I'm sure that's not what Daniel had in mind."

"So, note to self: Make Jack suffer." She shoved all the books further under the Collections Desk's shelf. She obviously wasn't going to get all of these checked in today. "Stop by the room tonight and we'll see if he's actually around. Besides, he and I have to have a little chat about an item in his possession."

"I think it's some kind of instinct," said Janet. She frowned and pulled out a notebook with some sketches and diagrams. "There's no way to know right now what triggers it. We'd need a live specimen to study." She glanced quickly at Sam, then put the notebook away in her backpack. There was--other stuff in there. Stuff that Sam probably wouldn't understand, but it was better not to risk it. "I'd been thinking about asking if you could design a live gremlin trap for a while now. Do you think you could? Zero and I would buy you coffee in thanks."

"As soon as I get it tested, we'll figure out a way to counteract their venom," said Janet. "But I need to mail a sample off to a friend first."

Janet looked curiously at Sam. She got touchy every time the subject of having kids came up, and based on her medical records-- Janet wasn't going to push it. She'd just do a lot more research on the side. A hell of a lot. "What design?" Janet stood up, grabbed her backpack, and came around to the front of the Collections Desk. "You're the one who wants lessons in mischief. Let's go."

OOC: Did you want Sam to be bullied into this by Janet? If not, she can certainly protest her way out of it. :)

"You were there, Janet. You saw." Sam rolled her eyes. "At what point did I sit still?"

"That's not nearly what I meant, and you know it, ~~Doctor~~ Fraiser," she rushed, blushing. "What's Jack got?"

"You're goinna study a live specimen? Is that...ethical?" She grabbed a piece of paper and began sketching out a rudimentary trap. "I'd have to refine it and make it to scale, but I'm sure I could come up with something. Maybe I'll ask Bridge to help."

"Would it be too dorky to have a 'gate schematic put there?"

Sam grabbed her messenger bag and followed Janet. "I guess we're going."

OOC: That's fine.

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