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ain't nothin' wrong with a lil bit of gravity.

Nope. And it’s nice working with the Avengers again.

They treatin' you okay then? I don't gotta go punch Captain America, do I? Cause I will. You just say th word an I will.

Nah, of course not. Steve is fine.

Maybe give Tony a punch for good measure, though.

You don't gotta ask twice mon amour.

Mmmm, merci. You are one excellent fiancé.

You know I try, chere.

I know you do.

And it’s good to see you more than the weekends, cher.

Oui. I ain't complainin' that I get you 'round th house more often. Neither are les minous.

They do seem pleased that there are more hands to feed and pet them.

“Just as I’m leaving too. It’s not you, promise.” Brynn grins “Welcome back!”

I reckon they're livin' th good life these days.

They are.

I am, too. Lots more punching bad guys in the face on Earth.

"Thanks. Where are you headed?"

“Going to visit Malik... he’s almost like a brother to me, and I’ll probably see his parents too. I should be back in a few weeks. How long are you back for?”

"That'll be a nice trip. I'm back...for the foreseeable future. I had some stuff happen with my family and I want to stay Earth bound for a while. Also it's good to see Remy more."

I love a woman who loves her work.

[She grins.]

Happy cats and a happy Remy. I'm a lucky woman.

That makes me, by default, an even luckier man.

I love you, cher. Hope you're not gonna get sick of me being around so much.

It ain't even possible t'think bout that.

Je t'aime aussi.

So how's the school year been?

[He groans and deflates somewhat]
Tiring.

Teenagers.

I couldn't do what you do.

What's their drama this year?

I ain't able t'do what ya'll think I do.

Always th same. Quentin' in tryin' t'take over th school. Hisako is mad we ain't treat'in em all like full fledged X-men an Victor an Meghan an Santo are connin' em all for their privileges durin' Jepoardy.

An those are th well behaved ones.

Yeah, but you're working at it.

I'm exhausted just from hearing that. I hope the cats have been taking good care of you.

Always. Though it's a little pressure.

OUI. An that's just five of em, th week we're back after christmas.

[She lets out a long sigh.]

I'm sorry. That's rough. What can I do to help?

You're gonna ignore that I'm drinkin' a beer at 11am with breakfast t'start. Then we're gonna talk 'bout runnin away for a couple days.

I wasn't gonna say a thing about the beer.

[She presses a kiss to his forehead.]

And I'm happy to run away. Where are we going?

An thats just one more reason I love you.

[He breathes a SIGH and closes his eyes a moment]

Dunno. Doesn't matter. Anywhere you wanna go?

[She wraps an arm around his shoulders.]

Not anywhere in particular. You just want to go home for a few days?

[Home, naturally, being the house in New Orleans.]

Wouldn't say No to a trip down t'th bayou. Non.

Good time of year t'visit. Mari Gras comin' up...

Then let's go there. I could use a couple dozen beignets.

You could. We both could.

Done deal.

[She gives his shoulder a light squeeze.]

So which one of us gets to crate up the cats?