Wayne Manor, New Gotham City

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There were delicious smells coming from the kitchen already, and Alfred had chased Helena and Dinah out twice now. "Not until tomorrow! And I need you to go to the store, Miss Helena, and pick up more pickles."

Dinah decided to content herself with sliding down banisters.

[open for very SP arrivals of anyone who wants to visit Dinah and her food for Thanksgiving.]