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Oh no.

Oh no.

Despite his best efforts, Mimsy was coming over towards them, and Ramona had succeeded in putting her father into the line of fire. His entire body went ramrod straight, when he got up to face her, looking - oddly enough - as guilty as she did. What could he have possibly been guilty of?

"Hhhey." He exhaled the word, right after she'd greeted him. And she was trying to apologize, but Robert wasn't listening, because he was trying to figure out what to say to her now that she was here. Which was, to be fair, always his problem.

So instead, when she actually got out the word sorry, he blurted out the same word followed by his own rapid fire apology - spoken right over her hopes.

"Sorry, I know she can be a handful, I didn't see her get away and sometimes she just gets these ideas in her head that - wait, what?" He'd just realized that she was trying to apologize, and it belatedly cut him short. His head shook frantically. "No, no way, you got nothing to be sorry for, it's all my fault really, me and this little scamp here - " He reached back and very forcefully mussed up Ramona's hair. She almost fell out of her chair from the force of the hand on her head. "Seriously, this was my bad, I just got all these kids to look after tonight, and it's real hard to.. pay attention.."

His eyes wandered. He didn't know if he'd ever seen Mimsy in a dress, but this was more than just a dress. This was shiny sequin madness, all glittery and capturing his attention and oh god he was looking at her body what was wrong with him-

His eyes snapped back up to hers, and his took in a shaky breath. "Gosh, that dress is beautiful on you."

Behind him, Ramona pumped a fist silently.

Jason was pondering on what he could pawn off the life hunter when Kat appeared on the scene. He nodded along with Kostya's explanation. "You got any ideas? I'm torn between some free beer or free money. If not then I think midget porn would go great with his collection."

"I'm also interested in seeing what you can cook up for our 'friend' here" He said with interest to the death hunter. "I might even have a taste." Who knows, maybe he could discover some bizarre new techniques he could use in the kitchen? He always enjoyed cooking when it was free, and if not, it was still fun to watch Julie and pick up a few tips himself. He liked to cook, but it was nothing compared to her amazing abilities.

"What a ******** shame for you," he murmured with exaggerated sympathy, picking up and sniffing skeptically at a mound of caviar on a tiny potato latke. He said it like he hadn't actually been listening to her, which was about accurate. Whatever the skeptical look had been for, the food apparently passed the test and he ate it with relish, which occupied him for the next couple of seconds. Only then did the words sink in, and he laughed. He had a laugh like a bark, which seemed perfectly suited to a grin like a coyote's. "Jesus, we've been here five minutes," he laughed. "Maybe she's trying to steal your title. How many more bathrooms does she have to bang a stranger in to unlock that achievement?"

Lavender eyes rolled. He wasn't listening to a ******** thing she said. What was she even bothering. Surely to God there had to be a better candidate to talk to somewhere in this sorry excuse for a party. Her arms dropped to her sides, and she had actually turned to leave when his bark of a laugh made her pause.

She wanted to say that five minutes was plenty of time for Maebe to sink her teeth into Otto. Lips parted to do so, but the words never came out.

Instead she spun about on her heel, an unpleasant little smile ticking at the corners of painted lips as she stalked across the floor until she was right in front of him. She poked at him, manicured nail jabbing into his chest as she leaned in, hissing quietly for his ears only. "Where's your pretty little girlfriend, Taym?" She wasn't blind, she'd noticed the obvious lack of the flavor of the month. "I'll tell you what. You don't bring up my track record, and I won't bring up your's."

Dwight had spotted Mimsy by the desserts and slowly slid lower and lower out of view until he slipped under the table completely. Behind the pristine white table cloth there was apparently a second party going on, as half a dozen kids eyed him in assessment before scooting to make room for him. Several of the more heavily decorated cakes had found there way down there as well. Cautiously, he reached for a sugary purple flower and got his hand slapped for his impudence.

A red-headed girl in a lavender leotard shook her head at him and then clarified, "You can have the green ones. I don't like green food."

Attempting a reassuring smile, Dwight meekly ate a green one and was met with a slow nod of approval.

Well that had backfired. ******** her biting comments had gained little more then amusement Peyton sighed, reaching up to pinch at the bridge of her nose as her eyes fell closed. "You're an a*****e." Not like he didn't know that. Not like she hadn't called him that at least once in every conversation they'd ever shared. "Look, you can say what you want about me. But you know what she's like. Otto doesn't stand a chance. He can't even give someone a dirty look without feeling guilty about it." She was still waiting for him to come running back.

Any minute now. Any minute.

<How long has it been?>

Not helping, Song.

Tanned arms came up once again, crossing loosely this time as Peyton leaned back against the table. "There are no other girl's like Maebe, they only come around once in a blue moon through virgin sacrifice and satanic ritual." And that was a charitable opinion. She frowned, meeting dark eyes. "You're stronger then him." Was that a compliment? Nawwwww.

Yet another cake had found its way under the table along with copious amounts of foreign soda.

"This is now ninja training territory", exclaimed a voice gravely next to Dwight, helping themselves to a full slice of cake, "You cannot become a chunin ninja until you say the secret ninja password of secretness."

Two kids seem to sprout from the man's hair, one from each Pikachu headband ear. From under the fort the ninja master gave Robert the V for Victory sigil that was supposed to mean dattebayo and maybe a little bit of believe in yourself.