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The Clocktower, New Gotham City
Alfred, Barbara, cake, Dick, friends, Gabby, Helena, ice cream, jujubes, Kyle....

So, Dinah had an almost alphabetic list of things to be thankful for on her 19th birthday. Including tickets to a bike rally next week, and a promise from Jason that maybe they'd enter one of the races.

Yay birthday!

[open for phone calls, e-mails and/or visits]

"And you guys think my world is weird," Momoko chuckled. "But enough about crazy lies, tell me something true: Are you totally having fun today? And did Mister Alfred make you a cake? If he did, you're totally saving me a huge piece, you know!"

"I am! And he did! Red Velvet with chocolate creme icing, and I loooove it." She gave a guilty glance to the cake plate. "... if it doesn't last, he'll make another one the next time you're here, swear."

"... You're totally eating the last of it now, aren't you?"

"It's my birthday," Dinah tried pitifully. The crumbly giggles probably weren't convincing, though. But seriously, who could resist more ALfred-Cake? C'mon!