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[nookiepowered]

It was one of those days.

Not one of Those Days, thank God; Bo had two of everything she was supposed to have two of and none of everything she was supposed to have none of and she wasn't singing or standing on a crate to make milkshakes.

It was just one of those days when, three days after finding out the hard way that using Tiny as a barometer of drink-strength was only slightly smarter than kissing a fish, she was sitting in her office, going through her e-mail, and finding out the harder way that no one should let her near a computer on Saturday nights.

"I signed up for what?"

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[olympian-herc.livejournal.com]

"Well, in parts," Hercules said, chuckling at the memory. "It is amazing how much blood was in their enemy!"

[nookiepowered]

Bo wrinkled her nose. "Remind me not to let you pick the comedies on movie nights."

[olympian-herc.livejournal.com]

"Amadeus kept saying the same thing," Hercules said, a little baffled. "But I guess I will do my best to remind you."

"...does this mean I'm invited to movie night?"

[nookiepowered]

"Sure! Not that I've had a movie night since I was young enough for unironic pillow fights and parents who made sure we didn't rent anything worse than PG-13, but it doesn't sound like a bad idea." Though possibly it meant she needed to buy a tv bigger than her laptop screen.

"...Amadeus as in rock me, comma?"

[olympian-herc.livejournal.com]

"As in Cho, seventh smartest person in my universe," Hercules said. "We traveled together for a long time, recently. He's a good young man."

He smiled a proud smile. "He's off doing his own thing, now."

[nookiepowered]

"Ahhh. That makes so much more sense than Mozart not liking your taste in comedy."

[olympian-herc.livejournal.com]

"I'm sure he'd probably disagree too," Hercules said. "He always struck me as a stuffy little jerk."

He nodded sagely.

Smirking the whole time.