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Room 312 - kinda late on Sunday night
A long day of 'venturing, cartoon-watching with friends, making shakes with Tony the awesome babysitter, killing balloons, and playing in a ball-pit with mohawked best friends and mean boys... and Dinah was still awake.

Camille was meowing a little in distress as she was cuddled. Cuddled a lot!

[ooc: for the big Roomie]

Dinah was engaging in a staring contest with Prince Oscar Pedro, who'd climbed up on top of the dresser to get away from her. "He doesn't blink," Dinah said, shaking her head but not looking away when Chad came back in. "Not at all. At all." She blinked herself, and frowned, then turned around and clapped. "Cookies yay! Thank you for going getting them, Chad."

"You're welcome, Dinah," Chad said, carefully moving to sit on the floor, folding his legs in front of him and setting the tray down in front of him. "And Prince Oscar Pedro blinks. Just not...a lot."

"Then I missed it!" Dinah stared for another minute, then turned to join Chad, folding her legs like his and arranging her skirts nice. Her pretty dress had gotten all messy this weekend, but it was still her pretty dress. Chad was being careful, so she should be careful. She took her cup of milk and toasted Chad with it. "Cheers!"

Chad lifted his glass and lightly tinked it against Dinah's.

"Did you have a fun day today, Dinah?"

Dinah took two gulps of milk, nodding at Chad over the rim of her cup. "I watched cartooooons with Merlin and Momoko and Tamara and Lion-O, and went 'venturing with Tahiri and we didn't get eaten." More milk being drunk, then a huge breath took to say, "And Francine and Ben and Tamara and Blind Seer. And I made ice cream shakes with Tony. With bananas!" More milk, and maybe some blinking, not sleepy, no. "And then, and then I saved Lacey from a scary thing I'm not 'sposed to say, and and and I played in the ball pit. With Priestly! And Stupidhead Arthur." More milk, then a gasp. "It was a Very Good Day. Did you have a good day?"

Chad nodded. "I mostly just played with Teddy. But, man, you were really busy, Dinah!"

"I was! I was," Dinah agreed, taking a cookie and nibbling on it, blinking again. "Teddy's sleepin' in his room? With Galliannnno?"

Chad nodded. "I just tucked him in and he's asleep. I'll probably go up and check on him once you're asleep, too, but you'll probably be up real late, because you're a big girl, right?"

"Uh-hunh," nod nod nod, and knuckle one eye. "I'm five. That's a whole hand. Not like Francine. She's almos' a baby. And Ben. I'm a big, big girl! You gots to check on Teddy. 'Cause he's little and all." Dinah had no idea if he was littler than her. But she was big. So he had to be little.

"He's littler than you are," Chad informed Dinah, figuring she'd like to hear that. "But he might be as big as me one day. You think you'll be as big as me, too?"

That had Dinah breaking into loopy giggles. "Nobody's big as you! Nobody! Not even Santa Claus!" Her whole body rocked when she laughed. "Maybe almost as big as you, maybe? If I drink my milk?"

"And eat your vegetable," Chad reminded her. "But not even Santa Claus? Are you sure? I hear that guy's pretty huge."

"Maybe he's fatter but he can't be bigger. You're big as the ceiling, Chad. You're the biggest!" She grinned up at him, then got another idea. "You could be my new daddy. If Mommy likes you better'n Chuck." She nodded hopefully at him. "You could. Really!"

"Uhhh..."

Chad was going to take a moment to drink his milk and try to think of how to answer that one, because that could just be all kinds of awkward.

"Maybe," he said, "but I wouldn't want to if your Mommy likes Chuck better."

"She's got to meet him first. She's real pretty," Dinah reassured Chad. "And real smart. She works at the ca-sino. Caesar's! They gots soldiers there." Oops, was that a yawn? Take another cookie to cover it up. Dinah gave Chad a wistful look. "She said maybe, someday. Maybe for Christmas, we get a new daddy. Maybe." Then she shrugged, philosophical. "C'n we go to the circus if you don't be my daddy?"

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