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[ash__evildead]

After this conversation with Peter Venkman, Ash has been a lot less comfortable letting his son out of his sight. Rather than drive Sheila crazy with his hovering, he's been spending as much time out of the apartment as he can.

Which is to say, dad and baby inna bar. Bother at will.

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[qsilver_lab_rat]

"You spawned a midget," he says as he sits down.

[ash__evildead]

"Yep."

He's a bit preoccupied at the moment.

[qsilver_lab_rat]

"I got married."

[ash__evildead]

"Good for you."

[_estsanatlehi_]

Both dad and baby were being Eyed by the not-quite-infant near the fire. She was lying on her back, head resting on a scrawny green duck who was being very tolerant of the whole ordeal, especially when she squealed with laughter at her toes every five minutes.

When she wasn't squealing with laughter over the duck's flippers, or her blanket, or just the entire place. She was, suffice to say, a very happy baby.

[ash__evildead]

He smiles.

"Well hi there."

Jay, for his part, looks very interested.

[_estsanatlehi_]

It took a moment's concentration to get the right limb to work, but she waved, "HI!"

If Duck could be said to heave an exasperated sigh, he did, eyes closing, head tucking down against his back.

[ash__evildead]

"You got a mommy or daddy around anywhere?"

You never know around this place.