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Pale eyes went a little wide as the list of expenses continued to grow until eventually she just nodded, looking impressed. One thing could be said for sure, America was thorough. It made her think better of the other girl, which, considering the envy, made her feels towards the red-head a little more complicated. It also helped her to understand why everyone in the basement was actually going along with America's claim to presidency. If these were teh lengths she was willing to go to just for a slumber party, what wouldn't she do to make sure the basement was livable?

"I think you've got a real knack for this planning thing," Peyton finally offered softly, smiling. It actually sounded like their little girly get together was going to be quite a lot of fun. The idea of actually liking America had fallen out of favor the second Taym had started to show too much interest in her, but the other Sun was managing to win her over despite Peyton's stubborn desire to difficult and petty. It was both irritating and not.

When the boxes came up and flavors were announced the shorter girl grinned. "Yeah, that's perfect. How about two of each and one chocolate?" Wallet was opened and cash drawn out. Peyton peeled away three fives and held them out.

Lawr sometimes ventured out of his room as not-Chantelle. Sometimes he needed the relief of dressing as Jan, getting out of the thick make up and getting a damn cup of coffee. Jan was a simpler persona, much less teen enthusiasm, much less energy. It was good to get out of the damn trousers and into something looser.

When he spotted a large yellow rat, or rather someone dressed as one in the corridor on the way to his destination he stopped in his tracks.

"Erm. Are you all right ma'am?" he said in his strange, stilted American accent.

Jan's expression didn't change, or at least it seemed to have an odd delay before it did, as if her tone took a moment to reach his brain. He had no idea what a pikachu was, but snacks certainly sounded promising, if they were of high enough quality.

Butch barked in his head and made him twitch in irritation.

"Well that sounds lovely there darlin'" he said. "Thing is I'm choosy about my snacks, do you have any free samples to, shall we say, tempt a man in?" Sometimes as Jan he couldn't help but come over a little creepy.

"What makes you think a lone cowboy like myself doesn't need a little charity once in a while?" he said with a very playful smirk. "It's a lonely, snackless life and I'd gladly make it worth a gal's time, especially once I know what exotic treats I'm dealing with."

"And here I am!" shouted Allan, literally, appearing out of nowhere. He was also in a Pikachu outfit still. "I found Tofu Pocky and I wanted to make sure everyone tried some because Tofu is good for," deep inhale, "INNER SPIRIT!"

And then he posed. And then he just stood there.

The Pikachu tail was still wobbling.

Jan smiled in a way that was reminiscent of a hungry crocodile, unashamedly eyeing America's cleavage as and when it was presented, to all appearances fooled hook line and sinker.

Allan was the perfect excuse to make a rapid exit as jerry arrived.

He winked at America.

"I see you already have a handsome man looking out for you. Maybe later lil lady."

And like that he slunk off.

Allan, who had just come back from an epic closet adventure involving he, himself, and leftover boxes of Pocky they had meant to use as positive reinforcement for some more intense Sun training courses (which didn't pan out as nobody finished them and those who came close ended up being shot by Simon), began to restock America's Pocky collection. He didn't even notice Lawr had slunk off, as he debated whether or not he could cram three more boxes into a row clearly meant for five.

"Oh right, and this one too!" A jumbo pocky was placked on top of the entire box, of questionable flavour. He turned around, did a full 360, shouted something about nakama friendship blahblah, and then bounded away in a single leap, most likely excited to see what else he could fish from the closet. If things worked out and America got her nakama bonding thing she was talking about, maybe he could come visit too.

She laughed, bright and full-throated, gesturing toward where Allan had been and then to her own costume. "Oh honey, they're as normal as it gets with that man. But you look like you could do with some sugar, so why not try a box, hm?"