“Yeah,” Shane agreed, but she’d gone back to staring directly at the blonde’s ass. Dana sighed and snapped her fingers to get Shane’s attention again. “You’re not gonna actually go over there this afternoon, are you?” she asked, squinting at the directions on Shane’s Styrofoam coffee cup.

“I don’t think so. She’s nice, they both are, but it’s not really something I need to pursue,” Shane replied after a moment’s thought.

“It just doesn’t sit well with me that they expanded so soon after Kit talked about doing the same thing to the Planet,” Dana said quietly as Shane pulled away from the curb and back onto the road. “I mean…I smell drama.”

Shane chuckled. “What are you, a bloodhound for it?”

“I live with Alice Pieszecki. Are you really asking me that question?” Dana asked.

“Good point. I agree, it’s weird that the expansion happened so soon.”

“Good. So can we go bake brownies now?” Dana asked. "I’m hungry.”

“I told you they’re party brownies, didn’t I?” Shane asked.

Dana nodded. “Yeah, and I want to eat them.”

“Dane…I don’t think you know what that means. But we have food, so you can have something to eat while I’m making them.”

“I don’t understand why I can’t just eat the brownies,” Dana grumbled.

“You’ll see when we get there,” Shane assured her. True to her word, as soon as they’d walked into the house, Shane left Dana in the kitchen for a minute and went to her room, coming back with a bag of something green. She set it on the counter and got out everything else she’d need for the brownies. “We have some Pad Thai left over from yesterday if you want that,” she told Dana, who was eyeing the bag suspiciously.

“Sure, if you don’t mind,” Dana replied.

“If I minded, I wouldn’t have offered,” Shane said, shaking her head and handing the carton and a fork to Dana. “Have a seat, I’ll get these started.”

“Shane. Is that bag of green stuff what I think it is?” Dana asked in a playfully stern tone.

“Yep. That’s why they’re party brownies,” Shane replied, picking up the bag and shaking it to illustrate her point.

“I thought you just meant brownies for the party,” Dana said, seeming a little embarrassed. But she brightened when she tasted the Pad Thai. “This is good.” Shane nodded, but didn’t turn around since she was busy preparing the brownies. “How do you make those, anyway?” Dana asked, genuinely curious.