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[allucinator]

[He laughs, both genuinely pleased and slightly embarrassed.]

Where the hell did you get all this? Jesus, thanks, this is-- I mean, you didn't have to-- to do all this, you know.

[cruelwonder]

It's your birthday; why wouldn't he?

[She's actually...fairly impressed with how much he has there. She's looking them over, but the smile she gives Sirius is the brightest one she's given in days. She doesn't linger on the idea that Jack won't be able to see them. He will, just not right now.]

...Though I'd like to know where you got them as well.

[Since she's never seen a movie in her life.]

[atrumcanis.livejournal.com]

[He grins back at Alice, pleased that she's pleased--pleased, moreover, that Jack is pleased, that this is going to be all right. He seizes on one of the films and scans the back, distracting himself.]

Oh, y'know. I'm a wizard. We have our ways. Are you going to question those ways, or are you going to accept that I'm brilliant? Oi, look, let's do this one, it promises loads of gunfights.

[allucinator]

So put it in, then.

[He leans against Alice, his head settling in her lap, his feet gently pushing at Sirius' leg.]

And you aren't brilliant, don't give yourself too much o' an ego. Oye, darlin', you ever seen one before? A film, I mean.

[cruelwonder]

[She laughs quietly, putting a hand on his head and brushing back his hair fondly.]

I haven't, to be honest. I've seen a few shows on television when I pass by some shops but...nothing much.

[atrumcanis.livejournal.com]

Then your head is likely to explode, Alice darling, because programs are nothing like films.

[He scrambles to the DVD player and shoves in the film--then scrambles back to the sofa once more as it begins, clamoring up to sit on Jack's other side.]

No pirating, it says no pirating, Jack, you'll be caught. You as well, miss, although you'd likely be let off as you'd be a lady-pirate. And oooo, here are the opening credits--dusky dust, dusty sunset, a lone rider on a pale horse riding along a gulch.... with his faithful dog.

[allucinator]

Is it a Yorick-like dog, or one that actually ain't fat as hell?

[cruelwonder]

Like Yorick. Very thin.

[atrumcanis.livejournal.com]

You what! So not like Yorick at all, is what she means-- Oi, Alice, have you actually seen him? He's nearly unable to lay down, that's how massive he is. This dog is about a quarter the size of Yorick, Jack, just imagine.

[allucinator]

I tried to get him to go on a diet, you know, it's not my fault he's fat as hell.

[cruelwonder]

You two are terrible! He's going to hear you and start to sulk now.