The set of "Darkest Night", Thursday, outside of Vancouver

[blondecanary]

Dinah had headed back to the set in the morning, hoping last night's Threesome to Save the World (aka Whose Crazy Idea Was That?) had actually worked out okay and Tony now knew how long Demon Convention '09 would be lasting. Or who was causing it. Or how they could spackle the holes in the universe a little faster

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[bitten_notshy]

"How many tantrums has he thrown since lunch?" Jack asked under his breath as he wandered over to Dinah. He was looking pink-cheeked and healthy, even if internally he was rather more conflicted.

[blondecanary]

"We're on our third if we don't count the whining about the cream cheese," Dinah said, keeping her voice down. "There was one about the script, and one about the girl who's supposed to be dying on-screen today, and oh, right the lights were all wrong. He just knew it." She grinned at Jack. "Now we know why Tony gets the big bucks."

[bitten_notshy]

"You couldn't pay me enough for the babysitting," Jack decided, firmly but softly and with a little shake of his head. "I suppose he has to do this to do what he wants to do, yeah?"

[blondecanary]

"Yeah. I wish they'd let him do more of the directing and camera-work, though," Dinah said, turning down her Radio, which was squawking again about cables being out of place. "Someday he'll be famous, though. He's good at this, and dedicated. And it's not like anyone will pay him to be a wizard." She bit her lip, turning a little pink but managing not to look away. "Everything... went okay? Last night? I'm guessing? With the magic."