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[howling_laugh]

The door to the bar sloooooowly opens. It doesn't look like there's anyone behind it, unless you look down

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[docscurlock]

Doc is near the fireplace, watching the entire process -- and to his credit, his only reaction is to glance at Coyote with a slightly curious expression.

He's not sure if he should offer congratulations.

[howling_laugh]

"Hello, Josiah," she grumbles without doing more than flick an ear at him. She doesn't even open her eyes.

It's been a long day.

[docscurlock]

One thing Doc learned early (one of the few things he did learn in the two months he had with his wife and son) was that you do not hesitate to ask if the happy mother needs anything.

Which is just what he does.

"Evenin', Coyote." A beat. "Can I...get you three anythin'?"

[howling_laugh]

For that, she cracks an eye. "No. They ate. Only squirrels, but they are small."

A pause.

"They are also not mine." Besides the fact that she currently has them in her possession...not genetically hers. Probably. OKAY SHUT UP, SHE IS NOT THEIR MOTHER.

...or father.

[un_fallen]

The whole scene is rather sweet, and he leans against a shadowed booth, arms folded, to watch the three of them for a few minutes.

But he can't resist making a smart comment anyway.

"Did you get married again and forget to tell me?"

[howling_laugh]

Raguel is the recipient of a Look. You can bite her, angelface.

"Yes. The ceremony was lovely. Are you jealous?"

[un_fallen]

"Mm," he says, which is obviously not a real answer and they both know it.

"They're, um." One of the pups rolls over and snuffles in his sleep. It's incredibly adorable.

"Not yours," he concludes, staring, then looks up at her. "I'd have noticed if you were pregnant," he explains wryly.

[howling_laugh]

The day he properly answers that question...

Well. Coyote doesn't know what she'll do, really. Which is probably why he doesn't.

"Your powers of observation remain impressive," she returns, prim. Snark is better than awkward self-awareness!

[nitro_is_ace]

Ace is not making comments.

Ace is only watching this whole procession of puppy collection, biting her lip, with her eyebrows somewhere near her hairline.

She's not making comments, but her expression says plenty all on its own.

[howling_laugh]

Coyote flops down and covers her nose with her tail. This also conveniently corrals the pups.

"Not a word." She can see that face.

[nitro_is_ace]

She manages to keep her comments to herself.

For all of five minutes. That's practically an age, for one small pyro.

"Do I get t'teach'm t'call me auntie?" She asks, utterly gleeful in the usual trouble-making way.

[howling_laugh]

"NO."

Ace is lucky that she gets a free pass to getting set on fire. Raven might be pissy.

"I am not their mother." Therefore, no aunties for you.

[untiedtheknots]

Artemis is not sure what you get your ex-cousin-in-law who has (through as yet unknown means) come into possession of children.

Of a sort.

She twists around to peer over the back of her chair and takes a sip of her whiskey.

[howling_laugh]

Don't worry, no baby shower is needed. Coyote has plenty of previous experience!

...plus, these aren't hers. Or at least, she isn't a parent. This time.

Anyway. What are you looking at?!

[untiedtheknots]

Not a thing! Well, nothing that isn't a fine looking ex-cousin-in-law and her...whoever those are.

Artemis waves.

"...need a hand?"

[howling_laugh]

Keep the flattery coming, sweetheart.

"I have four paws, they serve me well enough." And a mouth full of teeth which also come in handy, judging by how she snags one of them back onto the cushion.

[killitwith_fire]

...Well, that's different.

"Y'want me t'make it warmer?" is all he says, however. Hey, one of his best friends spends a good chunk of his time as a cat.

[howling_laugh]

[OOC: Ack, I didn't catch your tag until today, sorry! Rain check?]

[killitwith_fire]

((ooc: NP! That happens sometimes.))