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Chase, yawning, slouches down the stairs and takes a seat at the bar. "Just coffee and some toast, thanks."

The Bar obliges. Next to the toast, however, a small cupcake with a candle on it also materializes, with the number 27 written on it in frosting.

Chase blinks. It takes a few sips of coffee for this to register.

"Oh!" He grins, and bites into the cupcake. "Thanks, Bar."

Anyone want to come wish Chase a happy birthday?

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Jack grins. "Yeah. I was still in the service so I came back from a mission expecting the litle girl who sat in her jolly jumper and giggled and found one who could almost run faster than I could."

"I know, it's amazing how fast they can wiggle away from you, isn't it? I mean, Angie's usually pretty well-behaved, but if she sees something she wants..."

"She's after it like a shot. Yeah, Kim was the same way. Just wait until she gets into the temper tantrums stage."

"Oh, that'll be fun. And I only have a few months left before I have to start worrying about potty training..."

"There are all kinds of embarassing stories I could tell about that, but I'm sure Kim would kill me."

He grins. "I won't ask. But I probably won't be so nice to Angela when she starts bringing home boyfriends."

"You think I was nice?" he says wryly. Then again he'd only had a couple years of that before Teri died and Kim wasn't exactly speaking to him.

He considers. "Is there a safe answer to that?"

His smile is teasing as he takes a sip of coffee.

"Probably not. You got off easy."

"I'm just lucky that way." He finishes he coffee and sets the cup down.

"I'm going to go see if I can find Kim. See you later?"

"Sure. Just find me later if you want me to babysit Angela."

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