The most recent wave of giggles has faded. (Post Bachelor Party - Pre CfJ)

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"Oh man. That was awful of us." Bette doesn't look like she thought it was awful. She looks like she thought it was a laugh riot. "We're bad, bad people." Of course that nearly sets off another wave of the giggles as she looks over to her compatriot.

Pausing, she looks around and scruchnes up her face some. "Where the hell are we anyway?" They've wandered some from Warriors, not having had anywhere specific in mind to get to after leaving. "Ah who cares. We can worry about it later." A pause, "That was awesome. In a horrible way. I'm starving. Are you hungry? We should get some hashbrowns."

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"No idea," Jesse says before peering at Bette. "Are you really drunk? Hashbrowns?"

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"I'm not /really/ drunk. Hell, at this point, I'm not even really tipsy. Hashbrowns just sounded really good..."

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Jesse's place, as it happens, is a penthouse in a high-rise residence that overlooks the waterfront. With its wrap-around balcony and modern, marble-laden conveniences, it leaves little doubt as to the cost of such a dwelling...but most of the place, though well decorated and clean - oh, anally tidy - lacks a certain warmth. Only a few things distinctly Jesse are in evidence, most particularly photographs of her parents and her. A photograph of Wally is also prominent.

That is pretty much it.

"Make yourself at home," she says once they've landed on the balcony and Jesse's walked inside. "I'll see what I can find for you."

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Bette comes in and walks around, looking at everything.

"Don't rush on my account. I'm not too uncomfortable with the tie being gone."

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Jesse's head tilts as she mentions, "Um...you don't really seem quite right. You're acting like I acted when I walked in on Wally, before we were dating, coming out of the shower wearing only a....Oh."

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Bette actually blushes.

"I'm gonna go get changed now."

Somewhere else. Like.. another room.

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....

....

"Get past it?" Jesse echoes after what feels like forever. Because she's really not sure what to say or think, and her voice states as much.

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"Let it go or something. Hell, ever since we had the conversation, I've felt less pressure. It was more like I was feeling trapped and scared by the whole monogamy thing and Vic made it so I don't feel as trapped even if I don't take him up on it. He's really very, very smart, you know?"

It's taken her this long to figure some of this stuff out. "But that in no way effects us, Jesse. I want us to be close and we'll have weirdness forever, I figure... We'll just hve to getused to it or something."

Yes. She's talking a mile a minute here.

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Jesse attacks the Power Girl thing first, noting, "Well, I'm taller and you have that thin gymnast's bo..." Oh. "You saw me with Dick? Bette, he totally groped me. And then I bumped him thinking he was WALLY. What a stoop."

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"Well, yeah. I'm not a bad Black Canary but... No way could I pull off Power Girl." She reaches up and tousles the shorter hair for a few moments. "Of course he did. You're hot and... well... bachelor parties and that whole don't ask don't tell thing."

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How to ask this? Jesse pours coffee for the both of them, taking her own cup black while she ponders the phrasing. "Is it really that hard, being around me and doing...you know, nothing?"

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"Sometimes."

Bette pours her sugar and cream into her cup, thinking about it. "To be extremely direct about it there are times, I would like to push you into a corner and kiss you stupid but..." She pauses, "Not all of the time."

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The front door opens, and Wally does a Kramer slide into the room... before realizing that she'd run off with the Riddlerina and maybe that was... shit.

The front door closes again, then comes a strong knock from the outside.

"Uh... Jesse?"

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It's like he knows to show the minute she thinks or says anything about Nightwing.

"We're in the kitchen!" she calls back.

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"Jesse, I made him grope you, I don't think I have a right to bitch about that."

Then he blinks 500 more times.

"You... pulled off Power Girl. Well.

...

"You... pulled off a Power Girl stripper."

Suddenly, she's lifted off her feet, swept into an embrace.

"I'm so proud of you!"

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Bette giggles at that.

"I was telling her... I couldn't do that."

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"Um... almost?"

His brow furrows to hash that out.

"Vic has told you that you can have sex with whoever you want until you're comfortable settling down? I assume that means he gets the same bill of rights there?"

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"That's... not quite it. I was freaking out and feeling trapped and... now I don't." Bette pauses and then smiles at Wally, "It wouldn't bother me if he did but... I don't think he wil."

She finishes her mug of coffee. "As long as he's coming home to me it doesn't bother me. I know that might not make sense to you and if it doesn't , I don't know if I can explain it better."

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Kiss. Kiss is... Oh, no, no. Can't.

Bette pulls back, chuckling.

"A little a head of the game, there, Wally."

She's shaking, just a bit, as she starts to turn toward the coffee machine.

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Near the coffee machine now sit a six-pack of beer and a loaded pizza.

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Wally glances between the two of them, all stammery and twitchy and embarrassed.

Just like he is.

"At least... I'm not the only one here at a complete loss for how to deal with this."

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Neither is Jesse, but her reaction really isn't what she would have expected. Hands over her mouth, she shakes a moment, eyes tearing up in an unnerving way...

Until it's clear she's giggling her butt off

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When they head out there, Wally's already eating the pizza on the couch, a beer cracked open.

"Took you guys long enough."

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Jesse pokes Wally in the side aand remarks as she flops down beside him, "It occurs to me that one pizza will not be enough for all of us if West is one of the people eating it. If we're going to hang out here for a while, we should stock up. Who wants what to eat? Bette? I know you should have the munchies. How about a real Philly cheesesteak sandwich?"

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Wow, that's awesome.

But Bette's getting antsy and trying to squirm away...

So he pulls back from Jesse a little.

"Ahem... darling, we have company," he says, in a muttered Thurston Howell... although he doesn't look to be too put out by that kiss.

Then a glance over to Bette as he quells the vibration in his leg. Still convinced that at any moment, someone's going to get utterly weirded out and screw up the vibe in the room.

Really afraid it's going to be him.

"You guys... uh... really have the hots for each other?" he asks, quietly...

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"I just didn't want to get in the way, if you guys wanted to..." Bette smiles a little and then chuckles softly, "Yes. I was thinking, maybe, it would just go away but it hasn't. So... Time to figure out how to deal with it, you know?"

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Jesse's not the sort to talk people into doing something, at least not like this, not when someone has so many obvious doubts. "Want me to walk you to the door?" she queries quietly.

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"Jess, we're in Philly, and she lives in Frisco. You might have to run her to HER door."