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Barbara couldn't help occasionally looking behind them as they went down the hallways, keeping an eye out for followers. When they entered the parking garage her head was on a swivel as they approached, she couldn't help feeling slightly paranoid.

She nodded her agreement with Sam's idea about Dave riding up front and she looked at Sam when they reached the car. "So those guys seemed to know you. It wasn't just a random attack I'm guessing?"
 
Babs wasn't the only one looking around...the entire group seemed poised to run at a moments notice. But their attackers seemed to have lost interest or were focusing their attention elsewhere as they reached Sam's car unmolested. Sam scoffed lightly at Bab's question as she unlocked the door, then folded the seat forward so the other two could climb into the back. Chloe went first, heedless how the crawling would look in her skirt. After what Babs had been flashing today, that was nothing.

"I used to date one of them." Sam admitted bitterly. "And their sensei and my Dad have some weird twisted rivalry thing going back to when they were teenagers. I don't know the whole story, and Dad doesn't like to talk about it. But no, it wasn't random, and you got caught up in some sort of weird bully vendetta, it seems."
 
Barbara nodded as she climbed in after Chloe. "Well here's the thing. When people mess with people I like, people that might even become a friend it means they've messed with me." She shrugs. "They have a sense? So are they from a local Dojo? I was going to sign up at a Dojo. One named Cobra Kai was recommended to me actually. "

She settled back into the seat as the other two got in and smiled at Chloe. "So, I guess spending time with me is more exciting than you expected huh? By the way I didn't thank you for hitting the one who pulled off my skirt. It gave me time to make him regret ever even seeing us."
 
Dave couldn't look away as Babs climbed into the back, and Sam winked at him, causing him to blush furiously when he realized he'd been caught, as he scrambled into the passenger seat. Sam didn't call either of the other girl's attentions to it, though, as she settled into the driver's seat and turned on the engine, which purred right to life. The car was obviously well maintained. She grinned at Babs reflection in the rear view mirror. "So does that mean we're official friends in the making? Or does your dad need to do a background check with my application?" Sam laughed.

Chloe blushed a bit at Babs thanks. "It was all I could think of to do. Clearly someone had to do something. I just wish it had been more effective." Chloe shivered a bit as she recalled how the boy had started to come after her. If Babs hadn't intervened, Chloe probably would have lost her clothes as well.

It was only then the rest of what Bab's said penetrated Sam's brain, and she slammed on the brakes, bringing the car to a halt in the middle of the driveway, and she turned to look at the red head, disgust clear on her face. "If you value your soul, don't go anywhere NEAR Cobra Kai. That place will twist your brain, and turn you into the type of kid who terrorizes people just trying to eat their lunch. Cobra Kai isn't a dojo, it's a cult, and they don't have sensei's, they have brainwashing sessions."
 
Barbara laughed at Sam's question about the background check. "I think Dave will be the one in the interrogation room especially when Captain Gordon hears about him holding me in his arms in that bathroom..." Barbara shot a grin at Chloe as she teased Dave.

Barbara reached over and took Chloe's hand, smiling at her. "You were willing to try and you and Dave are the reason I was able to fight back and get us out of there."

She yelped as the car skidded to a stop and she. nearly face planted into the seat in front of her."Right. Cobra Kai bad. They were just mentioned as a possible dojo to look into. They're off the list now, no worries. Wait, were those guys Cobra Kai?"
 
"Wait...what...I...you..." Dave sputtered in response to Bab's teasing, having no desire to be arrested by her Dad, until Chloe reached forward and lightly slapped him in the back of the head...some sort of secret code that he was being teased, it seemed. "Oh." Dave said softly as he sunk down in the seat again, his erection returning at the memory of Bab's skirtless body pressed next to his.

Chloe took Bab's hand gratefully and squeezed it. "I'm just glad it was enough." Chloe said softly.

Sam continued to stare at Babs with daggers in her eyes, the mere mention of Cobra Kai seemingly bothering her more than having her shirt ripped open in public. Her face didn't relax until she was sure the red head was taking her seriously. She'd seen the girl fight, and didn't want to be on opposite sides to her in the next food court confrontation. "Some of their star pupils." Sam told her, either not hearing or ignoring the car that was now honking at them as Sam's car blocked the exit.
 
Barbara quite enjoyed Dave's reaction though she felt a bit bad for teasing him and after Chloe slapped the back of his head she took some pity on him. "Don't worry, if my dad has anything to say to you it'll be to thank you for helping me."

Barbara met Sam's eyes in the rearview mirror. "Star pupils huh? Four of them on you. That is the act of cowards and bullies like those damned Dragons who assaulted me on the bus and tore all my clothes off before I could escape." She flushed as she realized she'd just blurted out the details of that encounter and cleared her throat. "So...uhh...movie? Popcorn?"
 
Not if Dad knew he was sticking his erection in his daughters panty covered ass. If that little tidbit got out, he could have pulled the girl out of a burning building and it wouldn’t have mattered. So Dave just slumped down a bit in the seat in response. Not that it made much difference, as his knees hit the glovebox after he moved about an inch.

Well, there had only been three to start, but Babs point stood. Those kind of odds were not what karate was supposed to be about. But she wasn’t about to argue semantics once Babs revealed the details of her earlier assault, and Dave actually turned in his seat to look at Babs with interest until Chloe spoke up. “Right. The four musketeers and movie night. “ she agreed with some forced cheerfulness, and Sam quickly agreed and began to drive again.

“So if I do get a ticket, your dad can fix it, right?” Sam asked with a laugh, but she was driving carefully. She liked her car and being able to drive, and she’d lose both if she got a ticket. Besides, nobody wanted any kind of contact with the GCOD if they could help it.
 
Luckily for Dave, Barbara had no more desire to reveal that to her dad than he did. He'd be in fear of his life and she'd probably be under house arrest until she hit menopause. Barbara saw Dave turn around when she mentioned her earlier assault but Chloe stepped in and forced the discussion away from that topic. Barbara threw a grateful smile in her direction as the car started moving again.

Barbara laughed then smiled as she looked outside. "Could he? Probably. But if he was the type of cop who did that, he wouldn't be the type of cop who would stop the Mancussos of the world. And I believe he is." She paused. "Though I understand you won't take my word for it after your experiences." She wasn't offended, she'd merely have to prove to people that her dad was a good cop. She mentally added it to her 'to do' list which seemed to be growing exponentially longer as her time in Gotham passed. She settled back in the street to enjoy the ride, even if her legs were a bit too long to be fully comfortable in the backseat of this convertible.
 
Chloe grinned and leaned back in her seat as Sam pulled onto the main street and picked up speed a bit. She'd put the top down, and Chloe enjoyed the feel of the wind in her hair. "I wonder if this is how Bruce Wayne feels when he's chauffeured around town." Chloe laughed, and Dave chuckled lightly.

"Except I don't think he's worried about paying off a potential speeding ticket." He joked, and Sam sighed at Bab's reasoning.

"Well, this friendship isn't working out the way I hoped it would." Sam teased her, then a thoughtful look crossed her face. "You think your dad might like to come over for dinner sometime?" She speculated. Sure, the Captain wouldn't fix tickets, but having a potentially friendly face to call on in the GCPD wouldn't be a bad thing, right?

It only took a few turns before it became clear Sam lived in an entirely different section of Gotham than Bab's did. Not that the Captain lived in the slums by any means, but the well manicured lawns and larger homes clearly cost a bit. Sam, of course, thought nothing of it. "And speaking of dinner...any preferences from you all? We could order something, try and get Dad to cook, or you could watch me try and brave the kitchen."
 
Barbara smirked at the mention of Bruce Wayne, her mind briefly turning to the program she was writing to try and get his attention for the internship. "I don't know much about Bruce Wayne besides what I've seen about him on magazine covers and stuff. I wonder what he's really like..."

Barbara snorted at Sam's teasing but then smiled at her second suggestion. "Well, I can ask him. Maybe he'd like to get out and meet my new friend's parents. If we're lucky he won't get some kind of emergency call or something."

Barbara watched curiously as the homes got nicer and nicer. Perhaps she shouldn't have been surprised since Sam's car was very nice itself.
 
Sam shrugged her shoulders a bit when Babs wondered about Mr. Wayne. "I've met him a couple times." She admitted. "The magazines...have it down pretty well. His staff seems to do pretty well keeping him on track, but he's very polite." He'd also grabbed hold of Sam's butt while they danced, which wasn't exactly polite, but Sam hadn't really minded so she didn't hold it against him. But she wasn't going to mention that part to her new friends.

"I think your dad wants to run background checks and assign security guards to everyone in your vicinity." Chloe snorted. "But a dinner invite is probably a bit more reasonable. But speaking of emergency calls...should we let him know where we are? I don't think we are going to make it home when we said, and we don't want him to send out an APB on us."

She then turned her attention to Sam again. "I personally, would love to see you cook." She said with a giggle, then reached out and whacked Dave on the back of the head again.

"Oh...uh...me too." Dave agreed with Chloe, as she figured he would, but Chloe wanted to make it official.

"So...want to make it unanimous? Make Sam our chauffer and cook?" Chloe asked as she turned to Babs again.
 
She nodded when Sam mentioned her impressions of Bruce Wayne. "I'm hopefully going to meet him at a charity gala this weekend. Assuming I can find a dress to wear and my dad can get me and my plus one in. I'm going to try for an internship at Waynetech to help pay for the extra expense I'm bringing into his life."

She looked at Chloe and checked the time on her phone. "Well, we were originally planning to see a movie then take a bus ride back. Still, it wouldn't hurt to let him know our plans changed, just in case. I'll call him once we get to Sam's house so I have a better idea where we'll be though..." She looked around at the nice homes they were passing. "I suspect if I give him an address his main reaction will be relief I'm in a nice part of Gotham."

She leaned forward and patted the back of Dave's head, feeling sorry for him after Chloe kept abusing him. She playfully ran her fingers through his hair briefly then sat back. "Well, didn't Sam imply that her cooking might be...unpredictable?"
 
Sam's eyes lit up when Babs mentioned the gala. "Seriously? You are going to the gala this weekend? Maybe it won't be so boring after all." She said with a smile, which faded a bit as Babs mentioned her dress difficulties. "What size to do you wear?" She asked. A personal question, perhaps, but a necessary one. "I may be able to help with that." Sam doubted Babs could wear one of her dresses, but she had a few friends she could reach out to. "And if the Wayne internship thing doesn't work out, I can put in a good word for you with my dad at his dealership." Clearly Sam wanted to help out her new friend in any way possible.

exterior-of-the-house-from-cobra-kai.jpg "And we're going to be...right here." Sam giggled at the timing as she pressed the button on the remote that opened the gate, and she pulled into the driveway of a house that looked about three times the size of the one Babs was living in. She chose not to react to Babs comment about the nice part of Gotham, though she had to admit it was nice to be able to go for a jog and not be terribly worried.

Dave had become accustomed to the light hits on the head...he was NOT expecting anyone to run their fingers through his hair. He sat bolt upright like he'd just been electrocuted, then turned in confusion to look at the two in the backseat. Chloe smiled innocently and pointed at Babs, more than happy to sell her friend out for her minor transgression.
 
Barbara smiled as Sam mentioned perhaps being able to get her a dress and told her her sizes, grinning a bit at Chloe as she added in the bust measurements Chloe helped to take just the night before. "It seems so. I think my dad is running security so he will be able to get me, and hopefully, Chloe in. The idea is for me to get my resume to Mister Wayne, though apparently I have to go through his personal assistant first. I think dad thinks I'm getting my hopes up, but, well, he doesn't know how determined I can be or what the program I'll show Mister Wayne can do." She chuckled slightly at the mention of the dealership. "I'm not sure I'd be good at selling cars but who knows, maybe it'll be a skillset I never knew I had or they might need a receptionist or something..."

She smiled as she saw the house, her own eyes lighting up. "Wow, this is a nice home you have here Sam. Do you need a roomie?" She grinned and looked at Chloe. "Or someone to mow your lawn?" She smirked as she happened to look at Chloe right as she sold her out to Dave and she gave Dave an innocent little wave as they pulled up to the house.
 
Dave made a good show of staring out the window and NOT listening as Babs rattled off the details of her body. Sam, for her part, nodded thoughtfully. "I bet Moon has something in her closet..." She muttered quietly, though the bust size might be an issue. Unless..." Does a green sleeveless backless dress work for you?" She suddenly asked, recalling what Moon had worn to the New Years party. She then focused on Dave, noticing how he'd been excluded from the conversation. "So who are you taking as your date?" Sam asked him, at which point Dave turned beat red, mumbled something incomprehensible, and scrambled from the car.

Sam burst into laughter before turning to Babs again. "Miss Lance? Yeah...good luck getting by her. Unless you are wearing the green dress. Then Mr. Wayne will probably want to dance with you." Sam suggested, then shrugged. "Yeah, I think there is some minimum age requirement for sales people anyway, but there is a LOT more to the dealership than just selling cars. Or so Dad tells me all the time."

Sam blushed a bit when Babs complimented her house. "Sure...I've got an opening for a new sister." Sam laughed, then followed Babs gave to Chloe. "Our gardener has been with the family for years." Sam said a bit apologetically, then brightened up a bit as she remembered something. "But we had to let the pool boy go when he was caught stealing Mom's jewelry, so there's an opening there if your interested."

Chloe's mouth dropped open a bit, then her face fell. "I don't have a car." She admitted, recalling the distance and the bus routes that made expanding her business unfeasible.

Sam just shrugged in response. "Let me talk to Dad." She said with a firm nod. After what her friends had done, she really wanted to do something in return.

Chloe nodded gratefully, then turned to Babs, recalling her earlier comment about Sam's cooking. "Since when are you worried about unpredictable?" She challenged as she began to climb out of the backseat, unaware or uncaring of the view down her shirt it gave Dave if he cared to look.
 
Barbara noticed Dave's staring out of the window and blushed as she realized how casually she'd rattled off her measurements in front of him. Thankfully Sam's question was a good distraction and she shrugged. "It'll work for me though Dad might complain or something. He'll live with it."

She noticed how Dave seemed uncomfortable about Sam's question and looked at her. "He has an invite too? Nice all my friends in Gotham will be there!" She was almost immediately distracted by Sam's comment about the dress and Wayne wanting to dance with her. "I doubt he'll even notice me but thank you for the ego boost!"

She looked back and forth between Sam and Chloe, pleased that her joke might have actually helped Chloe out and smirked as Chloe challenged her on her comment about being unpredictable. "I prefer to be the unpredictable one, not the victim of it."

She climbed out after Chloe also not noticing and shows she gave Dave. Besides she remembered Chloes comment about how he wouldn't notice her skirt or low cut shirt when she dressed this morning.
 
Chloe reached out and gently took Babs wrist before they exited the vehicle. "Dave doesn't have an invite to the gala." Chloe said with absolute certainty. "I think Sam was making a joke about how one of us could take him as a date." Chloe shrugged at what was clearly a joke to her, even if she didn't think it was that funny. But there was no harm done...unless Babs kept talking to him like he had an invite, when in reality Sam was the only one with an actual invite who could invite anyone. Chloe didn't mind putting Dave on the spot now and then, but she didn't want him to feel more like an outsider than he already did, most likely.

The Dave Chloe had met years ago never noticed her attire, and she hadn't noticed when his interests had evolved. As it was, he surely did notice the fact her bra matched her panties, and that she clearly hadn't been exaggerating her bust size. "Oh, he'll notice." Sam, too, had noted Bab's cleavage. "He used to date a red head, and there won't be many at the gala most likely." Sam saw her front door open and quickly ran ahead of the group to have a quick talk with the middle aged woman, most likely her mother, who had stepped out.

Chloe turned to Babs while they were waiting. "I think you need to learn what the shoe on the other foot feels like." Chloe told her, unwilling to give up her idea so easily about Sam cooking. Babs wasn't the only one who could be stubborn.

If Mrs. Larusso was upset that her daughter had brought a group of strangers home with her she gave no sign of it as she crossed the lawn, greeting Dave, then Chloe, then Babs as her daughter introduced her to her new friends. "Delighted to meet you." Amanda said with a broad smile as she held her hand out for Babs to shake. "And thank you so much for what you did at the mall. Those...." Sam reached out and pulled on her mothers arm gently, and she quickly bit back whatever insulting thing she'd been about to say.
 
Barbara looked at Chloe, then looked outside at Dave then back. "Oh, I thought she was asking him who he would take to the gala. Hmmm....I wonder if Sam has a plus one she hasn't used yet. Maybe I'll find a quiet moment to ask her."

She blushed as Sam seemed to think Bruce Wayne of all people would notice her, he was quite the handsome, well built billionaire after all. She shrugged. "Well if he does notice and asks me to dance, I guess that would be an interesting time to try to talk to him about the internship. Or...not, play along. Then when he meets later to talk about it he'll have fond memories of dancing with me." She nibbled on her lip, looking uncertain. "But that's a weird way to start off my career at Waynetech and feels...icky."

Barbara looked back at Chloe, considering. "I've felt that quite often, before coming to Gotham at least. But..." She shrugged easily. "alright. Sam's cooking it is, if she wants to." Barbara saw that it was important to Chloe for some reason and saw no reason to be stubborn about it.

Barbara smiled and blushed slightly, taking Mrs Larusso's hand. "Well, the three of us couldn't just stand by Mrs Larusso. I...I have been a victim of similar circumstances since my arrival in Gotham and no one helped. I told myself I wouldn't stand by if I saw it happen to someone else. Thankfully, my training was just good enough to hold my own until we could all escape."
 
"True." A dance was just a dance, after all, and there wasn't really romance involved, but dancing with a potential boss did have its pitfalls as well, Sam agreed. "But telling him no when he asks you to dance won't exactly make him inclined to hire you either." As with so many things in life, there was no clear cut solution. Even Babs stepping in to help Sam could have turned out badly for the pair of them.

"Well, that makes you unique in Gotham, then, and always welcome in this house." Amanda said with a broad smile that encompassed all three of them. Chloe returned the smile with a soft blush and a nod, while Dave just shuffled his feet and looked down. He wished he'd done more, but his infamous fight with the trash can was the extent of his combat skills.

"Sam mentioned that..." Amanda began, than Chloe piped up.

"Sam volunteered to play chef for us." Chloe said with a smile, and Sam laughed as her mom looked at her questionably.

"I did say that." Sam admitted, and Amanda looked a bit surprised but nodded.

"All right...don't burn the house down. Any questions, let me know." Amanda said as she turned to head back into the house and leave Sam with her friends.

"So...you hungry now? Or movie and popcorn first, then dinner?" Sam asked, then Chloe poked Babs in the ribs.

"Don't forget to call your dad." She whispered quietly, clearly uncomfortable deviating from the plan without letting the captain know.
 
Barbara smiled as Sam had misunderstood her but it was probably her fault. She sometimes thought so fast she struggled to get the words out fast enough to keep up. Something she was sure Chloe had already noticed. "I didn't say I wouldn't dance with him if he should ask. I just rethought my own idea of talking to him about the internship while we danced. It'd probably annoy him. But, it wouldn't hurt for him to recognize me as his dance partner later when I do talk to him about the internship..."

Barbara smiled at Amanda's reply and gave her that determined look that Chloe was probably getting familiar with. "I won't stand by and let fear win Mrs Larusso. I don't go looking for trouble but I'm a Gordon. And if my dad has shown me anything, it's that we Gordons have to stand up for people other people won't stand up for." She knew the others probably thought she was too big for her britches but she couldn't help herself. She'd be ashamed if she ever had to tell her dad she'd stood by and let someone else suffer because she was afraid. She saw Dave shuffling his feet and smiled. "Chloe got one of the attackers off of me with a well timed tray hit. And if it wasn't for Dave, well, I'm afraid it all would have ended badly. They nearly had me until he intervened." Saying it out loud made her truly realize how much they had helped her and how close things had been. "I do need more training." She mused, her mind already turning back to that topic.

She just grinned at all the banter about dinner. She'd ceded this battle to Chloe and had no problems with it. Though when Chloe reminded her about the call to her dad she smiled. "You all can decide that, I need to call my dad real fast and let him know where I am." She stepped away from the small group and called the number Harvey had given her just the day before. Once it picked up, whether it was him or merely his voicemail she'd quickly say.

"We've had a change of plans dad. We made a new friend named Samantha Larusso and we're at her home watching a movie and having a home cooked meal." She glanced at the house and quickly rattled off the address. "They seem like good people." She didn't mention the fight with Cobra Kai, she figured that could wait until later.
 
This time Chloe was the one who shuffled her feet a bit when Babs started bragging on her. Dave, for his part, brightened up a bit and smiled at Babs when she mentioned his part in the mall fracas, and he recalled that Babs had lost her skirt before he intervened, and probably would have lost more if he hadn't helped. But, aside from a smile at the other two, it was Bab's last comment that caught Amadna's interest. "Well, there is always an opening in Miyigo-do, if you are interested." She said before heading into the house.

"Ah...well...if...when...he asks you to dance...no matter what you talk about...watch his hands." Sam said with a playful wink once she was sure her Mom was out of earshot.

None of the group who was in charge of dinner were hungry quite yet, so they went to get the popcorn, movie, and drinks ready while Babs made her phone call. Jim did pick up after only a couple of rings. "Larusso?" He muttered. The name sounded familiar, and while he wasn't an expert in computers, it didn't take him more than a few seconds to figure out why. "Babs...Samantha Larusso has an arrest record," He said with a frown as he glanced at the mug shots of his daughters new friend, and the extensive list of charges against her.
 
She smiled at Amanda when she mentioned what sounded like a dojo and when she went into the house she looked at the others. "Miyagi-do? Is that a dojo around here?"


She raised her eyebrows at the idea that Bruce Wayne would perhaps try to grope her or something but she simply shrugged one shoulder. "I doubt I'm his type though it sounds like maybe you are Sam."

Afterwards as she talked to her dad she sighed at what he said. "Dad, I wasn't going to tell you this yet but we met because she was being attacked by four boys from that dojo you told me about. Cobra Kai. They attacked her right there in the mall and were ripping her clothes off. Like..." She stopped for a moment as she felt a surge of emotion but continued, her voice cracking slightly. "Like what happened to me on the bus. I couldn't let it happen to someone else so I jumped in. Chloe and this friend of hers, Dave, helped me and we all got away. Anyway, one of those Cobra Kai kids who were attacking her? He has a father on the force. His name is Larry Mancussu and I bet if you check the arrest records he'll show as the arresting officer on most, if not all, of them. I think he's a dirty cop dad. Or at least willing to use his power against teenage girls to protect his son."
 
Sam sighed. "It's a bit ambitious to call it a dojo, as I'm really the only student at this point, but we are always recruiting." She told the other girl, then giggled. "You have boobs. Your his type, Red." Sam promised after before she headed inside.

"What?" Jim asked when Babs told her his story...not because he didn't believe her, but because it didn't track with what he knew about Cobra Kai or Samantha Larusso. But this was Gotham, and things were rarely as they seemed. "What the hell...?' He then repeated, his tone one more of amazement than disbelief as he looked at the arrest records and saw Mancusso's name more than once.

"Babs...did you actually SEE the attack?" He asked as he looked at the most recent incident record, which listed Sam as the aggressor, with a vandalism charge linked in. "I need you to tell me exactly what happened. What YOU saw, not what she told you. And Mancusso is the liaison officer at the High School, so it makes sense he'd be the one at the scene. There's no record of him having a son." Gordon stated as he looked at Mancusso's file as well. He was in full cop mode, then the rest of what Bab's had said penetrated and his voice softened.

"Are you all right? Do you need me to come?" he asked.
 
Barbara frowned as she thought back over what Sam had told her. "Well, she said she beat Mancusso's kid at a karate tournament and that's when he started having it out for her. I'm an idiot dad. They wouldn't have a girl fight a boy at a tournament. She must have meant his daughter. And I bet if we checked into it she's registered at this Cobra Kai dojo. That must be where the bad blood comes in." She thought also about what he asked.

"Are you talking about what happened today? Yes. Chloe and I were eating in the food court and these three boys jumped her. They started saying crude things and started ripping off her shirt. I jumped in and hit one of them. He had a blue mohawk and I think he had a scar on his lip. Anyway, while I fought him one of the two that had been holding her came to join the fight against me. And a fourth I hadn't noticed came up behind me and grabbed my hair. I'd knocked, let's call him Hawk, down but the one who had been helping hold Samantha grabbed my skirt and yanked it off right there in the food court! Anyway, about that time Chloe and Dave came to my defense and we fought them off long enough to grab Sam and escape."

She sighed, thinking. "Hmm, if we're lucky that mall might have security footage you could ask for. Even if it doesn't Chloe and Dave are also witnesses. Chloe saw the attack on Sam and Dave at least saw them trying to pull my clothes off too. And yes, I'm ok, if you look up that address I gave you you'll see it's in a nice part of Gotham. I think the only risk I might face here is Sam's cooking as she offered to cook us dinner but I suspect cooking isn't really her thing." She grinned as something else occurred to her. "She floated the idea of you having dinner with her parents sometime to meet them all. Dad...if you're worried about her, I think meeting her face to face will let you know what to think. I bet you'll have a feel right away for what kind of girl she is. I'm telling you, she's not what those arrest records make her out to be."
 
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