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This is a generic Jakepost to reply to. Because the meme post was all Jake and has some inconceivable amount of comments now so it doesn't like to load. Have at, my lovelies.

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Jake chuckled and took the bowl, taking Jade's even when she denied seconds and just folded her hands over each other on the table.

"I do," she explained. "My field is generally more astronomy and nuclear physics, but as you can see I dabble elsewhere, as well." She reached up to tap one of the furry ears atop her head. "I'd be happy to show you when we're through with dinner."

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Jake returned with refreshed bowls of stew, putting a bit more on Bec's plate as well with an appreciative whine from the dog before he sat himself back down to dig back in. He paused to afford a small, fond smile in Dirk's direction, dropping the hand on Dirk's side of the table between them to seek and hold his hand for a moment.

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And, surprisingly, that was enough for Jake. When Dirk let go of his hand he set it back in his own lap and continued about his stew.

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Jake took a moment longer to finish his stew, and made a slight sound of protest when Dirk got up to put his own dish in the sink. When he followed a moment later he bumped sideways into him.

"Guests aren't supposed to clear their own dishes, gosh," he muttered, rinsing the bowls once his had joined Dirk's (and Jade's, from earlier). Jade tutted from the table.

"You're more than welcome, Dirk," she said. "I'm far from opposed to feeding hungry teenagers, especially if they like my food and want to see my lab." She grinned, the sparkle in her eye much younger than her years, and scooted her chair back to stand. "Speaking of, whenever you're ready I can take you down to see it."

Jake patted his thigh and made a clicking sound with his teeth, absently, and Becquerel picked up his dish in his teeth and climbed down from his chair (which was more of a bench, really) and brought it over to him. For it he received headpats and a smile.

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"Cinderenglish," Jade repeated, nodding. "I like that." Jake groused from the sink, but kept right on doing the dishes. Bec whuffed softly at Dirk, but didn't pursue him or try to touch him when he moved away.

Jade tossed her head toward the doorway and then started off, heading for the stairs at a steady, but surprisingly brisk, given her age, pace.

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"Science?" Jade asked, chuckling wryly. "Longer than you'd believe." She lead him down the stairs and into a hallway with two doors. She pointed to one. "That's the shooting range-- it's pretty small, but it's been one of Jake's favorite rooms in the house since he was young." She moved past it to a second door with a number pad lock beside it, and typed in a code. "And this," she said as the door opened. "Is the lab."

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She's doing science and she's still alive, Dirk. While you're dying she'll be still alive. Still alive, still alive.

Just kidding Jade is not GlaDos.

She let him take in the view of the lab-- it was relatively generic, with some quirky machinery that seemed abnormal here and there, and a lot of plants. Idly, she shut the door behind her.

"Now, before we get too far along in this tour, I have to ask."

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And an orange jumpsuit. Does this make Jake Wheatley?

She inspected her fingernails absently, the soles of her flats making soft tapping sounds as she guided him down a sort of aisle in the lab.

"What are your intentions with my grandson? Just, overall."

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It really is.

Jade most certainly has to appreciate the honesty. She nodded, making a funny sort of approving-frowning face as she does so. She paused and chatted about a particular piece of machinery for a moment, and then turned to look at Dirk with a relatively somber expression.

"Just... be careful with him." She smiled a little. "He gets in over his head, and I'm not going to blame you if he winds up getting himself hurt because he falls for you, but..." She shook her head. "Well for one thing, look at you." She gestured blindly. "He doesn't get a lot of positive attention, because he's sort of... My grandson." She rubbed at the side of her face. "He's weird in just about every way possible. I'm both impressed and not at all surprised that he's got enough spunk in bed to keep someone that knows what they're doing interested."

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Jade laughed outright at that.

"I was as surprised as you are," she said, shaking her head again. "He was all befuddled when he came to tell me, all, Gram I think I've done something stupid, but it's a lot of fun?? and I was thinking he'd gotten into drugs or something. I suppose the two aren't mutually exclusive by some people's standards."

She sighed a little.

"But, no, you're definitely the first of your kind he's brought home. In more ways than one, actually, he's only ever brought a girl home once, in high school. And then her weeaboo cousin or older sister or some kind of legal guardian took her back to Japan with her and he hasn't brought anybody home since."

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"Be safe, too," she instructed, pointing a finger toward him. "For both of you. And if you need any help don't hesitate to ask. I know he's feeding you and all, but otherwise I don't mind helping. Jake's enjoyment of you aside you're a good kid."

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Her smile got wry again.

"I try, at least," she offered, and then went about the tour. She showed him most everything in the lab-- things she was working on, machinery, the works. She took off her headset after a while and offered it to Dirk, after a brief consideration of trying to put it on his head herself.

"The stem at the front has to be against your forehead, and the clip has to be on your ear."