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WHO: Raven + Household/Anyone who would be there
WHERE: Lake Placid, NY
WHEN: After her conversation with this fine young gentleman.
WARNINGS: None
SUMMARY: Raven has yet another freak out. She really needs to get a hold of herself, seriously.
FORMAT: Para

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Usually, when snuggled up with Arnold after a rather passionate evening in bed, nothing could move her from the security and safety of his arms - however she knew very well that the two bachelors in the house were prone to ordering in, or... as she saw after she left... relied completely on Hot Pockets to survive. The smell of food that was undeniably being cooked tugged at her curiosity.

She pulled on a pair of simple pajama bottoms to go with Arnold's oversized shirt, and made her way downstairs. She bore the tell-tale signs of what she'd been busy with, mostly in the way of her hair being far less straight and perfectly kept - more curled and just a little bit of all over the place.

Still, she smiled at what she saw in the kitchen.

"I hadn't realized I had two chefs in the house."

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She smirked, shaking her head as she headed over to one of the barstools, perching herself up on it, crossing one leg over the other to watch him cook. It was fascinating, and she was just now noticing that different people had different cooking styles. Arnold would've handled this meal an entirely different way.

"Might be just the two of us, unless Joseph decides to join us."

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"A movie would be nice. Arnold might sleep for a few hours, if not all through the night. He was asleep when I came down here, anyway, and he didn't make a fuss when I moved, so..."

She gave him an innocent little smile, that was mixed with a little bit of actual embarrassed color, since... yes... she knew it was kind of obvious what she was referring to there. She wasn't used to being that open about things she usually kept private.

"My sleep schedule is a bit too crazy to crash just yet."

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"That's one way to look at it, I suppose." she grinned at him, pushing a bit of hair behind her ear, and out of her face where it'd just get in her eyes and bother her.

"Just the vegetables, please. It smells wonderful."

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"That's still a few more things than I'm used to you putting together," she teased, and was soon in the living room, over at the DVD shelf, going through all the movie titles one by one. She knew she could get away with a more fun and lighthearted side around Lister. Raven loved all sorts of movies, but her absolute favorite was documentaries, and she shared that love with her husband. He didn't seem to like the romantic comedies that she did, though... so that's what she had set her sights on now.

Any excuse to watch them without feeling a pang of guilt in the back of her mind for putting Arnold through it.

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"Two hours would be a safe bet to make. This is why I never picked anything at the Tower." she didn't look up, but the smile was obviously there. She was still running a fingertip along line after line of movies.

"I like too many things, I think."

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"We could do that, actually. Label each shelf with a number and roll once, and then label each movie with a number and roll again. It would simply be time consuming to set up." she laughed a bit, realizing how ridiculous that sounded.

"... how sappy of a movie can I get away with?"

you're so precious I don't even

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"Never Been Kissed." she stated almost immediately, plucking it off the shelf. It was only then that she paused and gave him a nervous little look over her shoulder. "... don't laugh at me, I adore this movie."

With that she plopped it into the DVD player, and was sitting beside him on the couch.