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The Clocktower, New Gotham City
So Dinah's new job was going well. Nikki and Peter had agreed to let her do some skip-tracing on the computer, and shadow them on a few other cases. So far, it was completely confirming her hope that private investigation was the job for her. Even the slow parts were interesting.

Granted, her irregular hours had been even *more* irregular lately, which was why she was crashing at the Tower this morning, instead of back at the apartment.

Also, there were waffles to be cajoled out of Alfred.

[ooc: expecting someone, but open for phone calls/texts.]

"Oh god," Priestly said. "Dean's going to be running my restaurant."

He shook his head.

"Nothing confirmed. But there's some creepy dudes running around buying out the crappier food places and digging in the preserve, and they brought in a lot of inexpensive, easily accessible murderous weaponry. So, you know, not the best situation around."

"The food places? And digging up the preserve?" Dinah gave him a perplexed look. "These two things don't go together... and then they go together even less with guns." She contemplated that a moment. "Unless they're bad guys from the Illinois Smith movies. Which, not impossible, it's Fandom... Dean knows how to run the Diner by now, ya know."

Then Dinah was sniffing the omelette that Alfred had carefully slid over to Priestly, with a garnish of hash browns and parsley.

"Dean's idea of high quality food is using cheddar instead of American cheese on his burger," Priestly pointed out. "And I'm totally fine with not knowing what's going on on this one until after it's done. It's not that often I get enough warning on these things to actually get out the way."

"True and true," Dinah had to concede. "But you'll be back there before you know it. Oh! We can go holiday shopping! And hit the ice-skating in Robinson Park while you're here!"

Alfred was sprinkley Gruyere and Swiss cheese now, and said, "And by 'hit the ice-skating', I trust we won't be dealing with you actually hitting someone during the holiday season, Miss Dinah."

"Wait, you don't have an ice themed bad guy in town, now, do you? Because I'm down for ice skating, but I am no crime fighter."

"We do, but he's in Arkham right now. Dr. Fries or Mr. Freeze." Dinah grinned. "Three guesses what he's into and the first one doesn't count." She poked at him. "You should come with me to El Paso after Finals are done, I promised Momo I'd visit."

"Sure, I've got no plans except not being where the gun machines are."

"Momoko's going to approve of that as much as I do." Dinah dug into the omelette that Alfred had handed over, humming happily. "You can stay here, if you want, or you can crash at my place this week, either-or. Fair warning that Gabby's antisocial with Finals, but she'll be gone this weekend."

"Ooo, I don't wanna screw with Gabby's finals mojo. Would you stay here, too?"

"I could, sure." Dinah grinned, cutting another bite of omelette. "I'll have to study some too, but I'm only worried about one test, and it's a week from now, sooo..."

And hey. Hey! There was no Awkward! Don't look at things too close or they might change, but yay!

Hey, if there'd been potential for awkward, Priestly could have run to Santa Cruz and crashed on Jen's couch.

"Maybe I can help. I mean, not in the knowing any of the answers, sense, but I can read out questions to quiz you."

"Cooool. It's my Ethics and Government class, and I'd like to get an A on it, since half of it is the regs that cover private investigation and the police." Dinah beamed, kicking her legs against the breakfast stool. "And if you want to go on a stake-out, there's one of those happening too later this week. Although maybe I'm the only one that gets excited about that stuff."

"That'd basically be hanging out, only in a car in the dark watching a building with a slightly elevated possibility of danger, right?"

"With some really fun camera equipment!" Dinah, you dork. "And also, pizza!"

"Well, how can I turn down an offer like that?" Priestly grinned. "It's only a slightly elevated possibility of danger, right? 'Cause if you get me killed, then Karla and Momo will super kill us both."

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