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[ [The feed starts by showing a giant kitchen. Arthur is in front of one of the counters, his back to the table, cooking breakfast. He looks over the shoulder and smiles] [

That teenage cashier keeps trying to figure out who's the daddy. She asks me every time we go to the supermarket. I think they are taking bets.

[Ariadne, meanwhile is getting the dishes out. She hands them to 11-12 and Light, who go to work setting the table. But Ariadne grins at Arthur’s comment.]
I know they’re taking bets. I heard one of them say it was Lyall. [Lyall quirks an eyebrow as he peers over the top of his newspaper. Alexia, more amused than concerned about the topic pats his shoulder.]

It is curious how they all seem so interested in the topic. I hardly see how it is any of their business, though.

[James wasn't exactly a morning person, nor was he a crowd person. In the breakfast rush, he was more content to hang back, sipping his coffee in a quiet corner. Upon hearing both Randolph and Alexia's honor besmirched, however, he had to speak up.]

It's not any of their business.

[Arthur distributes the food in the different plates that the younger ones are setting and then mores close to James to give him a kiss on the lips.] Everyone likes to talk, just ignore them.


[ooc: dream team Harem: 11-12, Alexia, Ariadne, Arthur, Eames, James Norrington, Lyall... and Elektra visits them often. Who's the Head of the Harem? good look figuring that out.]

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[James laughs, smiling at him.]

Well. If you're sure. I guarantee he won't kick you out, though.

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You're nice too. Thank you.

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Of course. Welcome to the household.