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Priestly barely managed not to visibly choke at that.

Boring. Yes, that was totally why.

"He does!" Jen said. "He told us about your tattoo parlor job. Very cool."

"And that you're the one who got him on the graffiti kick," Piper noted. "The art world of Santa Cruz owes you a debt."

"Or possibly a cease and desist notice," Tish said. Priestly rolled his eyes with a grin, opening his mouth to respond, when the door swung open, and Tad came in, and all eyes went right to him.

Tad didn't bother looking at any of them, just went straight for Tish by the register. "Hey babe," he said. "You ready to go?"

Tish's hand clenched on the counter, but she remained otherwise outwardly cool -- icy, even. She didn't meet anyone's eye as she looked over to where Trucker sat at the far booth. "Hey Trucker, mind if I clock out a little early?"

"Sure, Angel," Trucker said, and Priestly could practically hear the we're not here to judge, just to support line running through his head. "Just be careful if you decide to do any rollerblading."

Tish was out the door in a moment, and Tad shot the group a quick dark look before following.

Priestly's arm around Dinah had probably gone a little too tight. "So," he said. "That was Tad."