Dite's Decadent Delights, Tuesday

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The shop was a mess. She wasn't sure how they'd gotten in, but there were dead goldfish laying around the ground and octopus ink on the top shelves, and a whole bunch of unidentifiable gunk and goo pretty much everywhere else. Half the stock was ruined and Kathy wasn't entirely sure whether the shop's insurance covered 'Acts of Fandom.' Though that

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So Dante hadn't seen Kathy around, but hey, it'd been an invasion. He should at least check and see if she'd made it through alive, right?

And okay, shit was still kind of awkward, but not as awkward as it used to be. He hesitated by the door for a fraction of a second-- but then he stepped in. "Kathy?"

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She was about as alive and well as ever, however you wanted to take that.

Dante probably wasn't expecting her head to pop up from the top of one of the shelves, but the large ink stain dripping down the back of it at least explained why. "Hey, Dante," she said, a smudge of ink on her face. "If you're here to shop, you might wanna come back after I've had a chance to clean up a little. This place looks like a warzone."

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There was a prolonged silence as Dante took in the scene in front of him, then her face.

"...Please tell me it didn't turn Japanese porn in here."

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"I don't know, I wasn't here and I'm not thinking about it," Kathy said, bouncing down from the shelf. "I don't want to know what creatures with tentacles did in any sex shop, never mind my sex shop." Beat.

"Might have to burn my old school uniform, just to be safe." She was way too East Asian to take chances with sapient cephalopods around.