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Jen & Priestly's place, Santa Cruz, Wednesday afternoon
Dinah's vacation was half-over, but she couldn't say it hadn't been full. Aside from the Showdown on Sunday, yesterday had resolved things for Trucker, Piper, and Jen and Fuzzy. Awwwwwwww! Next bit of awesome: Kennedy was back in contact!

She'd also lost her bet/challenge/deal with Priestly, so, Red Boots Fashion Show time it was.

There might have just been a tiny problem with the lacings. And her nerves.

[for denizens of Santa Cruz, phone calls, and texts!]

"Hey, you don't need a smart guy to have a fling. That's the point." Tish sighed. "Though you have to be careful. Tad was the good one, in that arena. Terrible everywhere else, but he knew how to treat a girl in bed, up until the part where he invited his roommate to join in without asking first." Which trumped all the other stuff, yes. "And maybe I will. Hey, you wouldn't happen to know his first name, would you?"

"Gaaah. Now I want to find those guys and hurt them a lot. Zen or no zen philosophy from Trucker." Dinah growled, eyebrows going down. "Not cool... I've only been with two guys, and they were both great like that, but we'd dated a long while before. I have no idea how to pick up a guy for a fling and then put him down again gently." She grimaced, then grinned at Tish's question. "Yeees."

"I usually go with 'hey, let's have sex' and then don't call them again."

That was Tish, master communicator.

"What is it? It's so weird not knowing."

"Not gonna tell. It's not fair, he didn't actually tell me, I overheard Naomi use it at one of the Parent-Teacher weekends," Dinah explained. "And you don't feel bad about that?" Maybe she really wasn't cut out for flings at all. "They don't mind?"

"It's how hook-ups work," Tish said. There was a knock at the door and she went to go crack it open. "Piper, you're a life saver." She closed the door again and held up a bag. "Let's see what she brought for us." She started digging through and pulling out articles of clothing. The black skirt she'd mentioned, a fluffy, more cheerleadery one in blue plaid, a black strapless dress, a denim mini. "And come on. How can I ask a guy out if I don't even know his first name? I mean, I usually don't know much, but I know that at least."

"Soooo..." Dinah laughed. "Start with that. He's embarrassed about it, and it's -- real different. But it's a good place to begin, right?"

BOAZ. Lena had giggled over it for a reason.

"I think the plaid one would either break Priestly's brain or make him laugh. Not sure which. He was a cheerleader."

"Seriously?" Tish shook her head. "I swear, the more I learn about that boy. . . ." Like that he was so sure he could have been Tad if things had gone differently. Tish wondered how much Dinah had to do with the differently part. "I'm guessing that was after he switched schools? I know he says he played football when he was still going here."

A lot less than anyone might think. Priestly had already been sweet before he got to Fandom. "Yeah, our school in Maryland didn't have any other sports teams, but the cheerleaders went to tournaments and stuff. They were good, too. I used to go by and watch practice sometimes. Pyramids and throwing people in the air." She grinned, then fingered the strapless dress, looking thoughtful. "This probably won't fit." But her tone sounded wistful.

Tish rolled her eyes. "Oh please. That's what safety pins are for. Try it on."

"Hokaaay." Dinah shed her top and shorts, then carefully pulled on the dress. It was a tad loose in the bodice, but the waist did hit her in the right place, and it wasn't too short. "Oooooo."

"I think we have a winner," Tish decided. "Here." She dug through her purse and pulled out a couple of safety pins. "Turn around, let me tighten up the top."

Dinah obediently turned, holding it up to her chest. "Thanks for this." Not just the clothes help, but the girl talk about Priestly. It was reassuring that he wasn't going to definitely get hurt. He and Tish were alike in a lot of ways, but very different in others, so... "Not just borrowing your clothes."

"Hey," Tish said. "This is what I'm good at." She pinched the fabric together above Dinah's lower back and pinned it, then again at the top of the bodice. "Not just the clothes. "I know some girls like me talk about how they don't like other girls, but I figure they've gotta be full of it. Girls are the shit, and we gotta stick together."

Dinah grinned at her in the mirror. "Yeah. I have a lot of guy friends, but-- I don't get girls who don't like other girls." She bounced as soon as Tish stopped pinning her, then wobbled on the boots. "Whoa, okay." She beamed at her reflection, then Tish. "It looks classy! As well as sexy. I can deal with this." And Priestly wouldn't be able to make any of his 30's musical jokes, either. Nobody else would get those.

He'd be too wordless for jokes at first, anyway.

"I like it," Tish agreed. "You've definitely got the sex appeal, but you've also got the romance of that skirt. You wanna do a little bit of make up, or you ready to go knock that boy over?"

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