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Danny's sitting by the window, holding up his phone and moving it slowly from side to side, trying to see if he can get a signal. He's having no luck, of course - being outside of the space-time continuum causes problems with cellphones. That doesn't stop him from trying.

"Come on," he murmurs softly, presumably to the phone. "Please?"

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"How do you know?"

She tilts her head curiously.

"Experience," Danny answers blithely. "Also, I'm the executive producer of a national weekly sketch comedy show, and they're not, so I think I've got something on them."

She'll just ignore the parts she doesn't understand and smile up at him.

"I like you."

Cue bemused smile.

"Thanks. I like you too."

Maybe some day he'll use this as proof to Jordan that he'd be a good father. Small children he meets in bars like him. ...Well, alright, that doesn't sound entirely convincing, because that would bring up questions of why he's meeting small children in bars. Maybe he can simplify that to "small children like him." Yes, that sounds better.

"Mr. Danny, do you have a girlfriend?"

Because it's important that she know this. Or... something.

Okay, she's just curious.

"Um... no, I don't. Why?"

"'Cause if you did, you could get married and have sex and make a baby! I think you'd be a good Daddy, 'cause you don't talk like I'm stupid."

Danny wonders where this child learned to talk about sex so candidly. He's more amused than anything else.

"...Thanks. Tell you what, if I ever bring this woman named Jordan in here, could you tell her that?"

Small children are probably more charming than recommendations from the third earl of Kent.

She brightens and nods. "Uh-huh. Is she your secret love?"

Too many books. That's what it is.

He smiles. He can't help it.

"It's not really a secret anymore."

She sighs happily. "How romantic."

No, she really doesn't appreciate romance just yet, except that it makes people happy and they use pretty words like "adore" and "forever".

And "love".

"I thought so," Danny says with a self-satisfied smile. Yes, he thinks he's pretty charming.

"Are you going to get married and live happily ever after?"

"Well, I haven't... talked to her about it."

A number of phone calls over the winter hiatus do not count.

"You should. You should take her lilies and orchids and chocolates and buy a pretty ring and take her out for a picnic on a lake in a rowboat and ask her to be yours forevermore."

Yep, someone's read Anne of Green Gables at least once.

"I think that might be a little over the top, but I'll keep that in mind," Danny answers, doing an admirable job of not laughing. "Though I'm not sure if there's an actual lake with rowboats in LA."

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