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After stuffing themselves with a nearly-obscene amount of eggrolls and various other bits of Chinese food, they made their way back to his place. Hazel was enjoying the way their Saturday had turned into an all-day date, with friends and then food and, now, time and space all to themselves. She kicked off her shoes just inside the door and reached to pull him close for a kiss. "So. About those tattoo ideas."