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Room 312, lateTuesday afternoon
After Reserves, Dinah headed back to her room and pulled out the music book she'd bought a week or so ago, and settled in to practice learning to sight-read, shutting the door so as not to bug anyone too much.

The do re mi fa so la ti do would still probably be audible as you got closer, though.

[door is shut, but post is open, and door will probably be open again soon.]

Jaime was spending his day not!moping around. He'd done some errands around town, grabbed some junk food on the way back to the dorms, and now he was pausing to listen through the door.

That voice sounded very familiar. The Scarab apparently took that moment of curiosity as a request for information and commenced with a scan. "Quit that," he snapped, smacking himself in the temple.

Dinah had paused to take a breath, and heard that, blinking. "Hello?" She got up to go to the door, opening it to see if she'd really heard someone, then smiled. "Jaime? Did you say something?"

"Um... no!" What a silly idea!

"Er... hi, Dinah! I didn't realize you were on this floor too!" Deflect, Jaime, deflect!

"Yup! For ages now. Which room are you in?" Dinah asked, peering down the hallway, still a little puzzled by what she'd half-heard. "I'm sharing with Claire. Want to come in?" She held the door open, then dived for Camille as she made a break for it. "Hang on, wait, must recapture cat."

"I'm in 322," Jaime began, then he jumped forward, trying to block Camille's rush with his foot. Simultaneous cat diving could result in some interesting interactions, apparently.

Dinah bonked into his knee as she got her hands around Camille, and straightened rubbing her head as Camille complained. "Ow. Hi. And this is Camille." Mrrrr. "C'mon in?" Ow.

"Sorry, sorry," Jaime said awkwardly, blushing at kneeing her in the head. (Smoooooth, Jaime.)

"Um... thanks," he managed as he followed her into the room. "And, it's nice to meet you, Camille." He waved.

"Not your fault, you were trying to keep the escape artist in," Dinah said leaving the door open and putting Camille back on her bed, where she immediately began to wash her paw and ignore Dinah as punishment. "This is Duchess Camilla Haruhi Maria-Evangelina-chan Junior. My ex-roomie named her." She grinned at him, and flopped down onto the bed next to the cat. "How have you been? I don't think I saw you at Fight Club on Sunday." She scritched Camille behind the ears. "And are you looking forward to Parents' Weekend?"

"Did you used to live with Momoko?" Jaime laughed in amusement at the convoluted name.

Oh. Parents' Weekend. Um... right. Please excuse Jaime while he dodges the question for a few seconds by rummaging around in his bag of junk food. "You want some chips or cookies or something? I've got way more than I need."

Okay, so that was a bit obvious, but... He needed a second or two.

Dinah snickered. "Chad. Yasutora Sado, actally, but his nickname was Chad. You can catch him on So You Want To Be The Nation's Top Model on Mondays," she said proudly. "That's his photo over there," she added, nodding to her bulletin board.

"And.. sure? I've got some cookies here, though, if you want," Dinah said, reaching for the usual Tin Of Cookies From Alfred.

"Trade you?" Jaime suggested with a grin.

"And what about you, excited about whoever's visiting you?" He asked it as if he had already answered her part. He also half-suspected that it would only delay the inevitable.

"Sure! I'm always up for new cookie frontiers." Dinah grinned at him.

"My sisters, and yeah. I saw them last month, but this is the first time they've been here. I just hope Helena doesn't decide that this place isn't safe enough." She paused, then pointedly said, "And who's visiting you? Or is it not visiting you?"

Jaime sighed and bought another second pulling out a package of cookies (with rainbow sprinkles on them) and opening it.

"Um... not visiting." He was dealing!

Dinah gave him an awww look anyway, and brightened when she saw the sprinkles.

So did Camille, who tried to pounce off the bed toward them.

"No, no, not for cats. Sheesh." She shook her head and looked back at Jaime. "Are you good with that? I mean. It's been a month. Are you going to go back for a visit soon, see everyone?"

Jaime laughed at Camille's antics and snagged an Alfred!cookie.

"Soon, I hope, yeah, but... that won't solve this little problem." Going home wasn't going to make him un-dumped.

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