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It's a guitarist with a baby in a booth, having tummy time.

"Oh yeah? And then what happened?"

Tiny voice speaking nonsense syllables, mostly vowels.

"You showed 'em! Tell me more."

More vowels and a little squeak.

Charlie laughs. "Aren't you clever, Peanut. And droolly. Decidedly droolly."

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He gives a wave and starts feeding Kyle from some food he asked the bar for.

"You Charlie?"

"I am--who're you?" Just a slight tensing at that, though he keeps a friendly smile.

"Jack. Jack Knight."

He gives a grin and gestures to Kyle.

"Someone figured the little guys might get along and mentioned you. I just came in last night."

"Did you, now? Where from?" He adds, "This is Seth--what's your boy's name?"

"Home."

Opal City. His apartment. Everywhere that isn't here.

He puts down his breakfast and lifts Kyle out of the seat, cuddling him in his arms.

"And this here is Kyle...but mostly we call him Teddy after his grandpa."

He grins down at the baby in his arms.

"Say hi to Seth, Teddy..."

Greetings and salutations, fellow traveler! Seth babbles.

Hey, it could happen.

Ho! And well met, younger one! Kyle/Teddy replies. Perhaps.

Jack grins.

"Talkative little bitters, aren't they?"

He quirks an eyebrow towards Seth.

"You raising him alone?"

"Oh, no, his mum is here. She's just sleeping late. How about you?"

Ignore them while they dwell on unimportant matters, Seth informs Kyle/Teddy.

"She's...not here, though...apparently she might be able to show up. It's just me and Teddy now."

And his tone says rather delicately that he'd rather she not make it here. Then he gives a small smile.

"Well, there's Mikaal and Tony, but they're not here either...and the O'Dares and hell, even the Shade, but yeah...just me and him."

"Rough," Charlie says in sympathy. "Well, you'll collect yourself quite a family here, I'm sure. People are pretty cool, on the whole. Very generous with themselves."

He nods.

"Yeah, it...wasn't so bad at home, with everybody. Mikaal and Tony were always there to babysit the little guy while I went out on patrol and the O'Dares invited us to dinner more times than I can count."

He looks down.

"Miss them already."

"On patrol? Are you a cop?"

He grins rakishly.

"I'm Starman."

A nod to the back of his jacket, then another to the star badge pinned to the side of it.

"Maybe you've heard of my dad? I'm not wearing the red and green, but it's the same thing. I left my Rod upstairs since it's a little hard to juggle with Teddy and all and I didn't feel like having it float behind me."

"Um . . . no. Sorry. My world doesn't have superheros--not outside of comic books and such, at least."

"You collect?"

And his eyes narrow and shine with a collector's gleam. He shakes himself, remembering, and laughs.

"Sorry. I run a second-hand collectibles shop. Always on the lookout for people willing to sell. But, uh...you did say world, right?"

"Er, no--one of my friends does but I never got into it.

"Worlds. Yeah. You mean nobody's given you the speech yet, about the nature of Milliways?"

Seth blinks sleepily, then his eyes shut and he exhales, falling asleep instantly.

Teddy joins him a moment later.

Jack blinks.

"Uh, I got the rules, things about the bar, and I've met a few people. That's about it."

He thinks.

"Oh, and, uh, I got a room."

"Good start, that.

"Well, the thing about Milliways is that it touches all possible times and all possible places. So you'll meet people you only know from stories, but they're as real as yourself. And you'll meet people from the past and the future and alternative histories. Like, my brother and I are in a band back at home--Driveshaft--" He lifts his hand a moment to show the silver DS ring--"but the more alternative an Earth is from our own, the less likely people have heard of us.

"Just as a small example."

He nods.

"Got ya."

Cause he's dealt with stranger things. Like timewarps through shadow and meeting Superman's grandpa the floating head.

"It's not the weirdest thing to get used to, really. Not sure I could say what the weirdest thing actually is."

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"Me neither."

A grin.

"Maybe this."

And he points to the babies in turn.

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Charlie laughs quietly but still startles Seth awake, if just for a moment. "True enough . . . never thought I'd be a dad, even just a surrogate one."

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