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[a groan]

I feel as if I slept for a week, and on a poor mattress, at that! And I didn't even have something nice to look at when I woke up!

Did I forget to cut my wine with water last night or something?

Che cazzo, what a night.

[ooc: loss over, and he's not gonna remember anything :B]

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[ Oh...wow. She had started to convince herself that it was a permanent time jump. ]

...You don't remember?

Do not remember what?

[Pause.]

Did we...?

{Please say yes.]

[ That just gets a startled scoff, and she shuts the journal immediately. Not so much anger at his assumption, but really...she's again having confusion over what the frick she's supposed to think on this whole thing.

It was just a loss. But it really wasn't. It was his whole life, and she had insight into it, and now he remembers none of what supposedly becomes important to him.

So. Click. ]

[At first, he doesn't realize she shut it, so he just waits.]

Lana?

[Pause.]

I'm taking that as a yes.

That something nice crept away.

[Amused]

Will you be creeping back any time soon?

[ NO. RUDE.

But he can always call her on it. ]

Do you know how to call for me?

I have found your name on the journals, Alice.

Clever.

And do you know my name?

What? David isn't it?

That is the name of my disguise.

The man is not the mask, it seems.

Of course not. I am just a man with many different masks.

What about this mask?

This is the one I wear when I want to seduce women.

[ A disappointed hum. ] Are you sure?

[And she definitely knows that voice. There's a big sigh of relief here.]

Oh my god.

[It was temporary. Yesyesyes.]

Where are you? Your room?

[Already on her way.]

My room, yes.

Is something wrong?

[No answer, just Ezio's door being thrown open.

Hope your arms aren't full because there's a Steph flinging herself at you, Ezio. Catch!]

[Thank god for good reflexes. Ezio catches her, and actually has to twirl her in a circle to slow her momentum and keep from being knocked over. He chuckles.]

What is this for?

[She clings to him like a strange little monkey, legs clamped around his waist and arms around his shoulders. This is the Stephanie Brown death grip.]

You were on a loss and old and--I was pretty sure it was temporary, but--[there's always the chance...]

What? [He just laughs and hangs onto her. You are a surprising girl, Stephanie.] I'm not old.

No, you're not. [She pulls back enough to look at his beautiful, youthful face. She could freakin' kiss him. She looks around for a nutcracker, then realizes he probably wants to know what the hell is going on.]

But you were. You were in your sixties, and I don't know if that you is really your future, but I hope it is.

I'm just so glad you're back to not being old and gray and remembering me.

[HUGS.]

[He hugs her back, not that he had any other choice with her clinging to him like a wood-tick.]

I think you are insane, but if seeing me as I am brings you this kind of joy, then I am glad to please.

[Once she's hugged him thoroughly, she lets him go so that she can stand on her own two feet.]

I'm not insane. You know how losses work here, right? They can turn people into kids--they did that to Molotov that one time, remember?--or they can make people older. You just don't seem to remember.

It's been like a week, so that's why you feel kinda out of it.

[Maybe a good thing.]

Awwww, I was just starting to enjoy crusty old-you.

[He hangs onto her a second longer, then sets her down.]

Really... Hmm. You will have to tell me about it.

In general old people are terribly boring, but I am sure that I would be an exception.

It's some crazy stuff. You'll probably want to sit. I'm going to sit.

[She's a little dizzy from the rush of YES HE'S NOT OLD.]

Do you think it is something else?

Is my wife sexy?

[He would brag about his wife.]

[She gives him a look as she sits on the couch.]

I missed you so much, Ezio.

And no. You said she was hideous.

[Kidding...]

I don't know, Ezio. It was a bit borderline for a while, there.

[He sits, too.]

Nonsense, I would never lower my standards.

Funny how you're so certain about that.

[She opens her arms. Cuddle her, dammit, and enjoy the clinging while it lasts.]

Well, I'm not quite seduced.

Sleeping on a poor mattress?
Ugh! I know what that's like!

How so?

[LALALALALA WON'T BELIEVE YOU]

I must admit I've never met a more challenging woman.

[He wraps his arms around her and pulls her across his lap for proper cuddling.]

I know myself better than anyone else!

[She lets him. SHE MISSED HIM.]

You said something along the line of knowing she was the one when you saw her, if that tells you anything.

I enjoy the chase as much as you do.

You don't remember it at all?

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