25 Unicorn Street- Thursday

[throughaphase]

It was a little weird not to be in Clint's New York today, since that had sort of become a thing, but Kitty didn't really want to spend all day explaining the suit, and um. Thanksgiving was kind of awkward when you couldn't eat.

So it was a low-key day. Just Clint and Kitty and the dogs, and pizza. Because what, were they going to do a whole big thing for one person? No. Pizza.

"Next year I'm going to be normal and we're totally doing this right," Kitty stated as she set the food out.

[For the guy who gets to eat food!]

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[throughaphase]

"But I can cook!" Kitty said. "...Slowly, and more over time. Also I miss your neighbors."

[so_hawkward]

"I miss them too. We'll see them at Christmas, when you're back to normal," Clint said firmly.

[throughaphase]

"That might be a little ambitious," Kitty said warily. So far she was not having the best luck at unphasing. Or even getting close to it.

[so_hawkward]

"I have all the optimism, remember? You were gone for less than a month. Christmas is a little under a month away. Who knows what could happen in that time?" Clint said.

[throughaphase]

"I'll let you be optimistic. But only because it's a holiday," Kitty teased. "Until then I can live vicariously through you foodwise."

[so_hawkward]

"You wouldn't even like this pizza. It's not deep enough," Clint points out. "It's inferior New York style."

Rook was still going to snag some toppings out of Clint's hand though, inferior pizza or no.

[throughaphase]

"I don't hate New York pizza, I just recognize its inferiority, and I'm glad to hear you agree with me," Kitty said.

[so_hawkward]

"Only because it's a holiday," Clint said, smirking. "It's a good thing Lucky and Rook aren't so picky or they would starve."

[throughaphase]

"Or they'd have to eat dog food," Kitty said, watching them. "Perish the thought."