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[shesepankh]

Saturday morning sees Bella with her notebooks about magic all in her knapsack, her medallion safety-pinned by its chain to her bra just in case she trips the wrong way, waiting with Charlie for pickup for the Avalon trip.

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[shesepankh]

Which she accepts happily. She has started numbering them for spreadsheet use.

[castmyown]

Good, good. Runes! Wonderful runes! Darren approves of numbering for spreadsheets, and tells her so.

[shesepankh]

"I can show you my index if you want to copy over the numbers into whatever you're using for reference so we match."

[castmyown]

"Yes please."

[shesepankh]

She flips to her index, which has mini doodles of the runes in neat columns beside numbers in Bella's excellent handwriting.

[castmyown]

Darren copies the numbers over to an index of his own, obviously much larger than Bella's, and then goes back to giving her more runes.

[shesepankh]

Yaaaaay runes!

Eventually she says, "I could totally go for some fish right about now. You?"

[castmyown]

"Yup! Let's go let dad know about taking the car and then we can head out."

[shesepankh]

Bella is amenable. To wherever Mr. Sanders may be they go.

[castmyown]

He is informed without any fuss, and then off they go.

[shesepankh]

Bella has never had cause to drive in front of Darren before, but after she has checked out the features of this particular vehicle she proves perfectly competent and textbook conscientious about it.

"We could," she says, once she's pulled out into the road from the driveway, "decide in advance how we're dealing with the check to avoid later possible awkwardness."

[castmyown]

Good, Darren's really glad that she is not a terrible driver. It would be awkward if she was.

"I kind of figured I was paying, honestly? Because I was the one to ask you out."

[shesepankh]

"We can do it that way, I'm not going to object."

[castmyown]

Darren snickers. "I mean if you want to pitch in feel free, but this was my idea, sooo..."

[shesepankh]

"The seafood place in particular was actually my idea," Bella points out.

[castmyown]

"Yes, but the date itself was mine."

[shesepankh]

"You can pay, then. The entire thing is obviously all your responsibility, I had nothing to do with it."

[castmyown]

"Yes. Nothing at all, I'm sure," snorts Darren.

[shesepankh]

"You're probably somehow managing to kidnap me in spite of the fact that I was convinced to choose a restaurant and am now driving."

[castmyown]

"Yup. All part of my evil plan. Bwuahahaha."

[shesepankh]

"Aieeeeee. Help. Stop. Police and/or Dad."

[castmyown]

"There is no escape. You can't drive somewhere else, you must go to the seafood restaurant. It is the only option."

[shesepankh]

"I can feel the evil random magic compelling me! Noooooo!"

[castmyown]

"Yeees. Even evil random magic can be used to my advantage. At the cost of my soul."

[shesepankh]

"But what will you do without your soul, Darren? Hasn't it been restraining you from mutilating cattle, stranding small children on desert islands, and destroying marriages with the slow advance of corrupting liberal values?"