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Robert thought real long and hard about the idea of having more kids. Ramona was his entire life, and it was hard. He'd given up a lot for her, but Deus had always been there to compensate and provide a spot, however small, for the girl in his life. The idea of having more worried him, if only because he couldn't be sure he'd be able to give them the same kind of chances Ramona had. He didn't even know if those were chances he wanted to give to a child, at all.

Ramona had been a mistake. But she was the best mistake of his life. If he'd been able to go back in time, would he have chosen to make the same mistake again? He couldn't find it within himself to answer.

She gave him the perfect excuse to brush the troublesome thoughts aside. She said yes! Or something close to it. He wanted to celebrate with Ramona, but when he looked back one last time at his daughter, he realized she was still fawning all over Allan, and had none of her attention. She'd missed it. So he'd just have to memorize every moment to tell her all about it later.

He turned back to Mimsy, took her hand in his, and began committing every moment to memory. "Deal. You and me are officially a date. No take backs."

But what, exactly, did that even mean?

"So.." He hesitated as he fumbled around for an answer. "Drinks. Drinks! We need drinks for the New Year. I'll go get you a-" Oh no he wouldn't. Because the kids were still there. Robert wasn't going anywhere.

".. Mimsy, if this is the worst date ever, can you do me a favor? Promise me you'll give me another chance sometime." He was sure he could do better, when he wasn't watching over a handful of children.

Allan saluted Noah and Corbin off with a wink and a smile and then spent a small amount of time looking around the room possibly for someone. He didn't seem to be too successful though and instead helped himself to some more food on his already half-full plate.

"My daddy doesn't let me eat even as half as much as you!" declared the red-haired freckled kid, who now had grown a light attachment to the Sun lead as bribery went a very long way in children. "He said if you eat too much you will explode and aliens will dissect your body."

At this point just as Allan sat back down, Ramona was clambering all over him, and he shifted her to one shoulder. She was allowed exactly one plate of green jello. "Up here you can be a ninja guard and see what everyone is up to," Allan whispered to her.

"No fair! I want to see too!" The freckled kid jumped up and down until Allan finally picked him up too, one kid on each shoulder. Said kid sized Ramona up and down and then sat a little taller, trying to be an even more important ninja.

"Because so many of us end up in different places doing different things. People are always in and out of deployment." Though he had tried to hide, Jordan was doing good to keep them even shoulder to shoulder as they walked. "I wouldn't want to say we're weirdos... we're all pretty weird so it's normal at this point right?"

Roland had only take a few bites from a single platter before staring at Jordan in agony. With out a word he reached over plucking food from Jordan's plate. And again, and again, and oh sure one more time.

"Just. No. No. Stop it." He shook his head and took another bite of cheese. "You're a terrible person Jordan."

"Jordan, we're partnered hunters, we have voices in our head and pull magical weapons from mid air." He held up his hand rattling the silver bracelet that represented Sylvia.

Even as Jordan picked more food Roland moved to pluck it away, he was going to be that guy. The one who picked off his not-dates plate all night before getting his own food. "Well... at least you admit it." Grabbing his own plate he made sure to get some food before winding his way over to a table to sit with Jordan. For a while he just munched on crackers and sausage. Stealing cheese from Jordan when required of course.

"So... why did you mention the ball to me, back during that mission?"

Roland was in the middle of making a nice little sandwich between the gathered ingredients he was just about to put a cracker on top when he snapped it in half jumping a bit at Jordan's question. He asked the question, why was Jordan asking one as an answer!?

At once Roland pouted because this put him in the spotlight again, "I-I don't know...I thought it was because you where asking me...." He let the statement hang and blushed horribly as a result.

Ro's face turned an even brighter shade as Jordan explained what his obvious motive was in the first place, the thing Roland completely over looked.

"I... I thought you where asking... because...." He was flustered now, he wasn't running but it was clear he was embarrassed at his mistake. "Imakehorriblecompany..." he muttered quickly.

Roland let out a squeak of frustration, more a groan, why was he going to make him say it!?

"Becauseyouwantedtotakemeonadate!"

He buried his face on the table red as a fire truck at this point.