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A series of texts between to the two girls quickly resulted in a date and time, along with directions for Mimsy to find the apartment where America lived with her uncle. Malby was out and probably would remain out until the small hours of the morning, so the girls would have the whole place to themselves. Just the way America liked it!

The apartment wasn't in the best area, but it was an older brick building, with a courtyard, and not at all in the boring mould newer buildings tended to have. Sure there were rats and pigeon nests scattered along the fire escapes, but that was just local wildlife as far as America was concerned.

The apartment itself was surprisingly tidy for a sloppy bachelor PI and a rowdy niece, with lots of plants in the windows and warm coloured decor. When Mimsy arrived she'd be greeted by:

1. America Jhones in all her glory
2. aggressive power pop on speaker
3. several menus and a vote for what to order to eat
4.

Lifting the box out of Mimsy's hands, America gave them a close look, "These look great! Is that candy on top? Are they homemade? You have two moms? I've got like, none, but I gotta bunch of uncles so that's something, I guess..."

Letting Mimsy settle in the living room, small buckets of beads front and center at the coffee table, she finally answered, "Of course it's your name! I made it for you!"

Preening a bit as she sat down on the floor, she proceeded to compliment herself with great enthusiasm, "Isn't it cute? You better take good care of it, okay? It's an America Jhones original."

"Oh....reservations for cupcakes? That's fancy as hell!" America complimented them effusively, giving them a closer look with new eyes. Oh heck yeah, she was gonna brag about these to Malby, she was gonna send a pic of them to him and tell him she wasn't saving any for him unless he bought into her good graces.

"I make them during like, event stuff to sell. People love showing off whatever side they've picked to have instead of a personality, and the materials are cheap when you buy them from a Chinasite. But that one's special," America stated firmly, "...'cause it's a gift for a friend, not me selling you something."

There was a very clear distinction to be had here!