Room 312, Saturday evening, after the newbie picnic

[blondecanary]

What a day. What a week. What the heck.

Ben & Jerry's plus a cat plus prezzies and an open door. And Dinah hoped like heck no one showed up to break her brain any further. Nope.

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[wantstodirect]

"Hey!" Tony stuck his head in the door. He held up a folded magenta t-shirt. "Brought your shirt."

[blondecanary]

"Yay! C'mon in," Dinah said, floating the cookie tin over to sit beside her on the bed. From the other direction, a poster cylinder zipped over to dance in front of him. "Happy very late Christmas-Hannukah-Solstice-Kwanzaaaa."

[wantstodirect]

Tony tossed her the t-shirt and caught the poster tube. "Oh, awesome!" he said, unrolling an old movie poster for Phantom of the Opera. "Thanks!"

[blondecanary]

"Welcome!" Dinah chirped, smiling. "I saw it in a shop near Chinatown, knew it had to be yours. Pull up some comforter. How many new kids did you freak out today?"

[glacial_witch]

"Kiss kiss!" Karla called, poking her head in. "WHERE'S MY PONY?"

[blondecanary]

WHAP!

A bright gold-foil covered package sailed toward Karla with a thwap. "Rip it open!"

[glacial_witch]

Like she even needed the command. Karla caught the package and proceeded to tear off the wrapping. Then laughed for a good few moments, looking at her pony. "Best. Pony. Ever!" she said hugging him close. "What shall I name him?"

She flipped him over and checked. "Definitely a gelding."

[blondecanary]

Dinah snickered. "Dalmatia pony? Freckle? I don't know, I suck at naming things. We could always call Chad, and end up with the Count of the Wind Songs or something." She grinned. "How'd your picnic go?"

[bitten_notshy]

After Tony was gone (which was good, because while Jack wasn't upset or even that surprised, that still had a high potential for awkward), Jack tapped on Dinah's door. "Do you have a moment for a poor confused time traveler?"

[blondecanary]

Dinah looked up from her ice cream inroads, surprised but pleased. "I do, I so do! C'mon in, Jack." It was kind of hilarious-but-not, how many Jacks she knew. "How was your break in Baltimore?"

[bitten_notshy]

"Good," Jack said. "Normal. Time with my sister and with Sebastien. We had a new century, you know."

"How was yours?"

[blondecanary]

"I heard about that!" Dinah teased, then floated the cookie tin over to share. "We have a new decade. Which is way less impressive, but a lot heavier on the media blitz." She took a snickerdoodle not made with people for herself, and said, "Well, most of the break was great. New York is awesome. Emma took us on a tour of the City, and we had a blast. There were... pockets of no-fun." She made a face. "Which, we'll see how that turns out. How's your sister?"

[wantstocheer]

"Hey, roomie, did you have fun at the picnic today?" Claire asked.

[blondecanary]

"I did. There were cute shirtless guys, and it seems like everyone's back from break, and then there was some brain-breakage." Dinah scooped up another scoop of Ben & Jerry's, and just kind of blinked a lot. "I've never been the different version of someone before."

[wantstocheer]

"Uh oh," Claire said, flopping down on her bed. "What happened?"

[blondecanary]

"Um, it was kind of like your thing, with the extra Peter and extra Nathan," Dinah said tentatively, not sure how else to start. "Except I guess I'm the extra. I ran into someone who knows me from his home dimension."

[weldedtomyspine]

After at least an hour in hot water, and extremely warm wool pants, Jaime arrived at the door. Because no way he was going to wander around in a kilt anymore today.

Or ever.

Well... probably not, anyway. He hoped.

At the moment, though, he had a long cardboard tube in one hand, a camera in the other, and a grin on his face. This was going to be great.

[blondecanary]

"Hey, Jaime," Dinah said, waving a cookie at him. Really. Comfort food for the terminally confused. "C'mon in. I've got your prezzie, is that one for meeee?" She pouted. "Don't tell me if it's for Camille."

[weldedtomyspine]

"It's for you," Jaime agreed, waving the tube and hoping she wouldn't notice the camera...

[blondecanary]

She did, but she had no idea what to make of it, so Dinah settled for giving Jaime a curious glance, taking the tube, and shaking it. "Hmmmmmmm..." Then she started to rip open the wrapping paper.