Room 327, Sunday Afternoon

[twintuitionist]

It was ridiculously early to go home for Thanksgiving, in Juliet's opinion, but Portalocity told her it could only guarantee first-class tickets through Monday evening. Besides, there was always important shopping to do in New York. She figured Professor Skywalker would forgive one teeny-tiny missed ethics class if she explained her reasoning,

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[stars_and_money]

"What was that about portals being lame?" Jeremy enquired with a displeased look as he appeared in the doorway.

The J,GoB bag in his hand betrayed the fact that he'd been on his way upstairs when he'd gotten the message. Otherwise he would've just texted him back.

[twintuitionist]

"They're saying we have to go today or tomorrow if we want first class," Juliet whined. "I guess we could stay a little longer if we send for a car..."

Let's not mention the commercial flights and trains that ran between Maryland and New York or, god forbid, the bus. Juliet had standards.

[stars_and_money]

Jeremy made a face. "But I don't wanna send for a car." Wouldn't that take like forever and a half? Ugh, pass. "Fine, I guess we can leave early."

[twintuitionist]

"I know, they always smell funny down here," Juliet agreed, matching his expression. "I'm sorry. This doesn't wreck anything you had planned, does it?"