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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 reached down absently to rub at Camille's ears as he munched on his cookie.

"Oh, it's no big deal." He was trying to sound casual. "It's just... we've been doing the long-distance thing for so long, even before I came here, and I guess... it was just time to try something new, you know?"

"Hunh. So, everyone's okay, no one's mad, you're still friends and all?" Dinah checked, blinking a little, and then having to grin as Camille purred and closed her eyes, leaning against Jaime bonelessly. "That's... cool. Better than my last break-up and all."

"Well... she's probably right," Jaime shrugged. "We're young and... I mean, I guess I'm not totally okay with it? But... neither is she, you know? It just needed to happen."

He was even starting to believe it. "And, hey, if you're lucky you'll get to meet her sometime. Because she's awesome."

Then his face fell a bit. "Your last one was nasty?" he asked, staring down at his cookie. He didn't want to pry, but... he was curious.

"More... oh, stupid, then nasty." Dinah sighed. Glad for Jaime. Mixed feelings in there took though. "Matt said we should take a 'break', because my family was having problems with paparazzi, and it was kind of freaking him out. Which would've been fair, if he hadn't meant 'break up', and if the real reason wasn't that I broke a photographer's nose and he was sick of getting crap about it from his friends." She shrugged and said, "Meh. It was ages ago now, last December. I transferred here two weeks later." She smiled. "So, that helped. And it sounds like Traci would be a lot cooler to meet than Matt."

"Why would his friends give him crap about that?" Jaime sounded genuinely puzzled. He'd be pretty proud to have a girlfriend who could break some jerk of a photographer's nose.

"And, yeah... Though if we could get them both into the same room, maybe you could convince Traci to turn Matt into a frog or something."

"Can she do that?" Dinah asked, diverted and grinning. "Really? That's her thing, magic?"

"And they were joking about me being a bruiser, like I could beat him up... you'd have to ask a boy jock from New Jersey, nobody here gets it."

"Most awesome magus I've ever run into," Jaime beamed proudly.

Wait. That made it sound like he knew a lot of magi. Which could lead to some unfortunate follow-up questions.

"I guess it's good that I don't know any boy jocks from Jersey, huh?" Maybe that'd be enough to deflect any questions.

Dinah's eyebrows did go up there, and she had to ask, "So El Paso has a lot of magic?" She snorted. "And probably, yeah. They're overrated."

Jaime's laugh only sounded a little bit forced (good job!). "I guess I do sound a bit big for my britches there, huh? Because... yeah, we don't really have much magic. Traci was in town on some business or other when we met. Hence the long-distance thing..."

"Ohh. Where's she from originally?" Dinah asked, trying to stifle more mixed feelings on the whole 'Jaime's single' front. Because hi, inappropriate. "You think you could get back together, someday?"

"England," Jaime grinned a bit dopily. "She has that accent, you know?" It was totally hot.

"And... I don't know. Maybe one day. After high school. Or college. I mean, we'll always be friends, I think, so... we'll see?"

The awwww factor killed a lot of the mixy-ness for Dinah right there. "Yeah, I know. I like that accent too." She smiled at him. "I'm glad it ended okay, but sorry you won't see her next weekend." She rolled her eyes. "You can sign up to have my sister loom over you, just like everyone else, if you miss having visitors."

"I don't know... is your sister hot too?" Cue sudden flush and cookie munching. Maybe if he concentrated hard enough on the junk food it would be like he'd never said it?

Wait, what? Dinah choked on her cookie, then turned red, and had to laugh. "Um. Well. Priestly couldn't stop gaping at her, when he met her in New Gotham..." Addressing the Helena part nicely glided over the implication of hotness. Right? "And various other guys have stalked her. So, yes." She coughed a little. "Just, you know. Keep in mind she's a black belt."

"So, like her sister."

Wait, that could be misinterpreted.

"I mean, she could kick my butt, too!"

Because an immediate correction in no way drew even more attention to other possible interpretations.

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