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[lasergrenades]

"Hi, you've reached Pepper Potts. For some weird reason I'm not here right now, but leave a message and I'll get back to you as soon as possible with as many messages as it takes to get in touch with you!"

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[ruinsprofessor]

[Raine laughs quietly. Almost rueful.]

It does sound a bit cold when I put it that way, doesn't it.

It makes logical sense as a course of action, certainly, but the final decision was an emotional one, on my part.

[...that's not helping, is it. Raine taps her forehead with her palm.]

...but you're correct: we do, on the whole, favor the practical.

[lasergrenades]

Hey, if it works for you guys, it works.

[Pepper might prefer a little more flair, but not everyone appreciates a big show.]

We'll find you something that'll knock Sol's socks off, even blind.

[Because there are things that go under the dress as well. Her's is an evil grin.]

[ruinsprofessor]

[Raine can hear the evil grin. And, she finds, she agrees.]

Excellent.

I have some idea of what holds his attention already. With your expertise I'm sure we can find something more than suitable.

[lasergrenades]

Rock on. No one said practical couldn't be totally fun.

[Now she's really going to have to go full poker face the rest of the day.]

[ruinsprofessor]

If something practical happens to be fun as well, then so much the better.

[Multipurpose things are excellent.]

You said the day after tomorrow, perhaps?

[lasergrenades]

Any day that isn't today - I have a reclusive dojo owner to extricate from his apartment with the promise of street food.

[ruinsprofessor]

All right. Later this week, then.

Have fun.

[She'll catch up to Bakura later. It's good for him, to get out with friends.]