Room 232, Friday Morning

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Tony vaguely remembered hitting his alarm a few times, but he didn't actually wake up until the sun was fully in his face. He blinked, rubbed his eyes and pulled his blanket over his head.

Wait. Wasn't there something he was supposed to -

He sat up abruptly and reached over to the nightstand for his phone. It wasn't there. He found it a few minutes later, crammed between the mattress and the box spring of his bed. He suspected he'd shoved it there to keep it quiet at some point during the night.

Crap. Six text messages and three missed calls, all from Lee. He'd completely slept through their Skype date last night.

Home & online. C U soon!

Still waiting. Log in already! Have good news!

Tony? K, calling you now.

WAKE UP SLEEPYHEAD.

WAKE UP WAKE UP WAKE UP

FINE. Miss you. Emailing you news.

Tony groaned. He hung over the side of his bed and dug his laptop from underneath the clothes he'd worn yesterday. He flipped it open and browsed through his emails - ooh, major sale on classicDVDs.com - until he found Lee's email.

To: wantstodirect@gmail.com
From: themanhimself@leenicholas.com

Hey sleepy guy,

I'm assuming you're passed out cold and not off partying with some hot alien guy. Sorry for the time zone suckage but this is the good news - I'm heading your way! I'm doing reshoots next week for the volcano sacrifice scenes (everything with the freaking chihuahua was useless and has to be redone) but after we wrap, I'm heading for my next gig in *NEW YORK*. Broadway, baby! Off-Broadway to start, but the script is awesome and I'm sure it'll be a hit. I'm going to be working my ass off - been ages since I've done any serious dancing - but at least we'll be in the same time zone. Maybe you can sneak away on the weekends sometimes and visit me?

Hugs and other physical stuff,
Lee
Soon-to-be-star of Pong! The Musical*

*It's better than it sounds. Trust me.

Tony grinned. New York! Awesome. He leaned back to type up a response before heading in search of some coffee.

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Dinah had come down to show off her costume to Tony, since she wasn't going to be here this weekend. She peeked around the door then ducked back and called, "Tooooony."

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"Hey!" Tony looked up from his laptop and ran a hand through his hair, trying to tame the bedhead. "Why are you hiding?"

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"Promise not to laugh?" Dinah peeked one eye around the corner. "Swear? I've got my Halloween costume on."

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"I promise," Tony said. "Lemme see."

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Dinah sighed, and took a step into the doorway, so he could get the full effect. "Since I'm not going to be here tomorrow, I thought you should see...."

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Tony gave her two thumbs up. "Awesome!"

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"Not silly?" Dinah said, body language half-uncomfortable, half-adapting, standing as tall as she could to keep her balance. "Seriously?" She beamed at him and walked into the room. "Black Canary. Here to save you."

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"Not silly," he assured her. "You look totally hot. Though could you really fight crime in that?"

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Dinah grinned, bounced on her heels, wobbled a second, then ruefully said, "Not without a lot of practice. And I think the fishnets would have to be that special material Ms. Mode used this summer, 'cause these would run if I tried to high-kick in them." She sat down on the bed and looked down at herself, pleased. "Happy Halloween!"

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Tony grinned. "Happy Halloween!" And added, "I have news."

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"Ooo?" Dinah looked interested. "News of who and what? Shaaare!"

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"Lee!" Tony's grin widened. "He's moving to New York after the shoot finishes."

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"Yaaaay! New York! That's only, what? Three hours by train? You could see him every weekend! Or vice versa!" Dinah bounced on the bed, and slung an arm around him in delight. "What's he going to be doing there?"

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Tony gave her a bouncy hug. "He's got the lead in a new musical. Off-Broadway experimental thing."

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"Oh, that is awesome. So he's going to be there for months! Yes!" Dinah beamed at him and hugged him back. "Do you think we could go see it, maybe? When it's up and running?"

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"Definitely! We could take a whole group," Tony said.

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"Oh, that is so cool," Dinah said, bouncing again. "Awesome news. What's the play about?"

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"He didn't say much about it," Tony said. "Just that it's called 'Pong! The Musical.' And it's better than I'd expect."

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"Hunh." Dinah blinked. "About ping-pong?" She grinned at him. "Or something? I didn't know Lee could sing, though. Or is it dance?"

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"He sings, he dances, he plays a little guitar, though that's mostly just power chords," Tony said. "Multi-talented."

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"You're dating a Broadway staaaar," Dinah teased. "Your boyfriend is gonna be faaaaaymusssss."

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Tony stuck his tongue out at her. "He is famous. Kinda."

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"He's cult-famous and internet-famous. If the musical does really well, there could be Tony award performances," Dinah pointed out, blue-skying for all she was worth. "And wouldn't that be awesome?" She grinned. "Tell him I said hi and yay and woo!"

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"'Dinah says hi and yay and woo,'" Tony typed obediently, still grinning. "Man, it's going to be great just to have him in the same time zone as me."

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Dinah grinned back, and gave him another hug before letting go. "I'm so happy for you. Soooo much closer than even Vancouver. Or L.A."