Room 308, Friday Morning

[bitten_notshy]

Jack was up half the night Thursday scrubbing pink dye out of his hair. After the fifth go at it with shampoo and a quick self-administered trim to a few scraggly bits that had absorbed more than their fair share of the dye, it was all but back to normal, with just a few blush-tinted strands around his ears.

This was, in his eyes, an essential first step.

After a call to Tony and a nap, he woke up and started to pack. Rationally, he knew he was not the first person to have something odd and embarrassing happen to him -- a love spell, or whatever it had been. He wasn't even the first person to waste time chasing after a straight guy. (And bless Mitchell and Kate for trying to talk sense into him, for all the good it had done.) But he still needed the brief escape of a respite with Sebastien to get him centered in his own head.

He packed quickly and neatly, door cracked open as usual so he could watch the motion in the hallway.

[OOC: Open if you need a Jack!]

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[bitten_notshy]

"Like I loved Priestly last night," Jack said gratefully. "You didn't elope overnight, did you?"

[blondecanary.livejournal.com]

Dinah laughed, and leaned against the doorway. "Noooo. I got stopped at the border before we made it to Canada, metaphorically speaking. Excuse me, Canadia." She gave him mischievous smile, and said, "Want some ice cream or cookies to take off the edge? I am so, so glad you're not heartbroken over Priestly. Poor guy was so relieved he didn't have to try to figure out a better way to let you down easily."

[bitten_notshy]

Jack shook his head. "I'm not really one for sugar. I'm going to go home and try to forget this place exists for a few days."

He smiled. "I talked Priestly into kissing me, at least? So now he can say he has kissed a boy."

[blondecanary.livejournal.com]

"True! And I don't think he hated it. Probably the suddenness of it all didn't help, as much as anything." She tilted her head and smiled. "Going to see Sebastien? That can only help make the last of it go away." Dinah sighed a little glumly. "Jak and I were supposed to go bungee jumping this weekend. Now I hope he's still going to speak to me." Well. Jak-speak, anyway.

[bitten_notshy]

"I hope no one would hate kissing me," Jack said in a light voice. "And yes. The island has it in for me, and I think getting away can't hurt." He needed familiarity.

"... did you talk to Jak yet?"

[blondecanary.livejournal.com]

"No." Dinah twitched her shoulders, looking down, and said, "That's what the cookies and ice cream are really for. Peace offerings. And the beginnings of a big apology that starts with 'I was crazy' and ends with 'I don't want to marry Sam and I'm sorry I told you I did.'" Wince.

[bitten_notshy]

"I'd do it the other way around," Jack offered, with his own wince. "You don't want to make him wait to hear you aren't really in love with Sam."

[blondecanary.livejournal.com]

"Good point," Dinah said, sighing and fiddling with the bag. "I just... I mean, I don't expect him to get over it immediately? 'Cause even if I was crazy, it's still-- weird. I'd be way upset if he kissed another girl."

[bitten_notshy]

"Well, but you weren't really you," Jack said, digressing a bit. "It was - a spell? A gremlin? That woman who took it off us didn't bother to explain. He ought not blame you."

[blondecanary.livejournal.com]

"Aphrodite was kind of in a hurry, but yeah. A gremlin and a love potion and an accident someone had." Dinah wondered who that was, and hoped they were okay... but was kinda glad she didn't know who. "And, maybe you're right. Claudia didn't blame Priestly when we kissed during that hormone week last summer. Or me, really. Although she was pretty clear she didn't want it to happen again." Maybe Jak would be okay with it, after a day or two? Or a week? Sooner would be awesome, though.

[bitten_notshy]

"A gremlin, an accident and a love potion," Jack repeated. "Right. You know more than I do." He was still irritated by his lack of knowledge.

"I suppose all you can do is talk to him and see what he says."

[blondecanary.livejournal.com]

"Which isn't much," Dinah admitted ruefully. "And... yeah. I should do that before the ice cream melts too much." She shook her head. "Wish me luck. And I hope you have a nice, quiet weekend in Baltimore recovering."