at Orlando's house

[mute_clay]

Clay let himself in and let out a whistle. Julie knew who he was now and had decided that he was acceptable company. Clay changed the water in her bowl and measured up food for her. Then he showed her that he had remembered to bring a piece of string. He'd gotten the silent treatment the night before. No string.

Julie happily pounced the string and Clay sat down on a kitchen chair, preparing himself to play with her till she got tired of it. This would happen much more quickly with her than with Darth Maul who believed that no string should be left alive.

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Orlando pulls up in the driveway and sighs. He needs to take a shower and change clothes, and he's tired again. Not much longer, he tells himself, then Jimmy will be home and he'll be able to sleep in his own bed. Maybe even with Jimmy, he thinks and smiles a little.

He lets himself in the back door and stops dead. "Clay!" He shouts happily and practically tackles him as he stands up.