33 Apocalypse Ave., Saturday Evening

Jack knew it was the day after prom, and he'd held his breath after he'd heard that morning's broadcast -- but, luckily, no children had showed up. (Yet.)

It was still possible he'd get called to bail the triplets out on shoplifting charges, but -- until and unless that happened -- he was going to sit at home, and enjoy a cup of tea and a new superhero series on Netflix. There weren't enough lawyer heroes.

[OOC: Mainly for one but open.]