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WHO: Catty (

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WHERE: Selina's apartment
WHEN: Night of July 30th
SUMMARY: Selina wants to sleep off her jetlag. Peter wants to welcome her back to the City with song.
WARNINGS: Selina sleeps naked. Peter sings.
FORMAT: Quickpara

Selina may have refused to call the City home, but her bed was her bed and she was glad to be back to it. As much as she'd traveled, it always took her a day or two to adjust to what passed for a normal schedule for her.

She left her clothes in a pile on the floor, long past caring. Crawling in between the sheets, she was asleep almost as soon as her head hit the pillow.

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"In my America, we're polite enough to provide coffee." She shook her head a bit. "So what's the amazing news?"

If he didn't get to the point soon, she was going to break the souvenir she brought for him over his head.

"Spoilsport." He rolled his eyes, and sat up just a bit straighter. "I just wanted to tell you that I might've thought up a way to fix the whole "Us losing out memories whenever we jump ship" problem you brought up awhile ago."

"We know Logan didn't forget. But maybe that's another healing thing." She crossed her arms. "So what's your plan?"

He scratched the back of his neck, and let out a breath.

"Well. I was planning on writing a diary of events so that, you know." He trailed, looking sheepish. "When _{and if} I get back, I'd have a clue of everything I missed." he chuckle under his breath. "Then I'd get Reed to help set up another porter of my world, try to hook it up to this one and then come rescue everyone?"

Selina looked a bit skeptical at that. "And what if it gets left behind?" she asked. "Doesn't seem like the comms go through, after all. And even if you do remember, how would you find this reality or dimension or whatever it is?"

"I'd write it down and keep it on my person at all times, duh." he rolled his eyes, as if that were the easiest thing to do in the world. "And if that doesn't work, then I'd get an psychic to implant the memories on a disk or something. I'm sure it can be done with the people we have around here."

He looked up from the floor, smiling fiercely. "You've never been dimension hopping before, have you?"

She thought it over for a moment, expression like she couldn't quite believe she had to think it over. "I'm not sure what Apokolips counts as, other than a pain in the ass," she finally said.

"Well, outside of all the math and mind-bending physics involved," he replied, "It's really easy to find different dimensions when you have some of the smartest people in the world as your friends. I could probably help do it in a month, at the most."

Selina still didn't look convinced, but she was really too tired to argue the point. Not like she understood the math or science of it anyway.

"Good news delivered. Now how about letting me get some sleep?"

"No encore, Selina?"

Oh yes. Let's anger the angry cat lady, Peter. That's the way to go.

"No thank you." Said about as dryly as humanly possible.

He still smiled as wide as humanly possible at her.

"Ya sure?"

"Yes."

And she was glaring again.

"For sure for sure?"

Okay, he was pushing it.

As an answer, she strolled across the room and picked up the bullwhip coiled on her dresser. She pointed it at him.

"Get. Out."

"Ooh! Getting a bit feisty, ain't we?"

He holds up his hands, laughing.

"Fine, fine. I'll go. Just don't get naked again -- I don't think I could handle that right now."

And he's gone soon after.

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