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Guppy's house. What little furniture there is has been mostly moved upstairs, apart from the threadbare sofa, bean bag and a few newly mended garden chairs.

The whole area is decorated with ribbons and flowers.

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She nods in understanding.

"Something a bit odd and fun to give them a reason to get together in a larger group and enjoy each other's company."

"That's how Guppy explained it. Although who knows? Maybe they're onto something big and keep it themselves." He doubts it, but he likes Frogspawn, so why mess with her fun?

"There's always a possibility. I like that her middle name is Rainbow; it quirky and sweet, for a mundy."

She gives him a soft kiss, because she can.

"There's a lot of non-bar people here; I'll have to be careful."

"About your hair, you mean? Or about what we say?" There's no reason to think anyone is paying close attention, but then Alex has gone to parties in Gotham and overheard choice bits of potential news.

"I just figured if anyone noticed, we could say it was a rare medical condition, and that would satisfy most."

She's had time to think about this, after all.

"But I really should nip away every so often to trim a bit off, just in case."

"I'm not sure you wouldn't get someone curious, though. At least a few of the guests must be doctors." He's smirking, though, pretty sure that most of the people who would have worked with Guppy aren't interested in groundbreaking follicle research or talking shop.

"It's a risk, but then, Guppy can always claim he has no idea what they're talking about, and had never seen me before in his life, and then I'll mysteriously vanish. Maybe a crop circle will appear soon after, and they'll be forced to deduce that there was an alien in their midst."

She winks at him as she laughs. It's a good day.

"A very pretty, graceful alien," he says as he dips Rapunzel, kisses her, and flings her about just a bit. And somehow, he does it in time to the music!

She laughs, enjoying seeing him show off a little.

"And to think, you told me you weren't a good dancer when we met."

"Clearly your magic is rubbing off on me." Clearly, he never had anyone who made him want to dance that way.

"I'm glad it is. I haven't had as many opportunities to dance in the last century as I have since I met you."

She gives him a soft kiss.

"And any chance to be close to you is all right by me."

"Me too." And so he pulls her close, gives another kiss, and revels in the night and in Guppy and Frogspawn's joy.

[ooc: fade, I think.]

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