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[damnfinecup]

It was more of a private celebration than they might've had any other time, and in some ways not really a celebration at all, but Dale had some pork chops on the barbecue and some cold drinks out on the porch and at least it was something. At least it was some time alone together to acknowledge the results of the election and possibly begin to try to get things back to normal again.

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[jdick.livejournal.com]

"You think that's really gonna happen?" Joe asked, looking amused as he lifted his eyebrows. "Not gonna happen, especially now that you said that, man."

[dale-cooper-fbi.livejournal.com]

"I don't think my saying it influenced the island's plans one way or the other," said Dale. "The island will do what the island will do."

[jdick.livejournal.com]

"Now you're just tempting fate left, right and fucking centre," Joe said, shaking his head in amusement. "We're screwed. There's gonna be dinosaurs coming out of our fucking ears. Maybe even literally."

[dale-cooper-fbi.livejournal.com]

"And there would have been whether I said anything or not," said Dale. "The island can't listen to every one of us. We'd have constant mayhem if it did."

[jdick.livejournal.com]

"I'm hoping the dinosaurs don't actually come out our fucking ears," Joe decided, relaxing back in his chair as he gave a soft sigh.

[dale-cooper-fbi.livejournal.com]

"I think the dinosaurs are going to stay where they're meant to stay, for now at least," said Dale, finally finishing eating. "After all, the island's already pulled that one."

[jdick.livejournal.com]

"You done?" Joe asked, grinning over at Dale, deciding that he was done talking about dinosaurs. "I'm thinking maybe we should go inside. Do some reading or something."

[dale-cooper-fbi.livejournal.com]

"Reading or something," Dale echoed him, doing a bit of cursory cleaning up. "That always sounds like a good idea to me."

[jdick.livejournal.com]

"Yeah, that's what you always say," Joe agreed with a laugh, helping him clean up a bit before he hooked his fingers in the belt of Dale's pants and tried to drag him back toward the hut.