The Clocktower, New Gotham City

[blondecanary]

So Dinah's new job was going well. Nikki and Peter had agreed to let her do some skip-tracing on the computer, and shadow them on a few other cases. So far, it was completely confirming her hope that private investigation was the job for her. Even the slow parts were interesting.Granted, her irregular hours had been even *more* irregular lately,

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[lovemykilt]

And there was a sad little *knockknockknock*ing at the Clocktower door.

It was amazing how much emotion could be packed into the sound of knuckles on wood.

[blondecanary]

Dinah had been curled up in her fuzzy pajamas on the couch with her netbook, so she called, "I got it!" While wondering who the heck that could be, bumping against the door like an abandoned chipmunk out in the cold.

And look, it was her favorite chipmunk. "Priestly?" She held the door open wider, blinking sleepily. "C'mon in, and... wait, why are you here?"

[lovemykilt]

"There are vending machines full of guns all over Fandom," Priestly said. "It seemed like a good idea to not be there for a little while."

[blondecanary]

HUGE eyes. And then a hug. "You are so smart!"