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[toblameforit]

"Cal," Tony asks as they pull into his driveway, "anybody ever told you you drive like a maniac?"

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[poeticterms]

Obadiah chuckles. "And your father told me he'd pay my dry cleaning bill if I never mentioned chocolate frosting in his house again."

[toblameforit]

Snort. "Yeah, that sounds like Dad all right."

[americas-son.livejournal.com]

Cal maintains an amused expression, but he can't help thinking of Sherlock's investigation, wondering what he'll find. If anything.

[poeticterms]

Obadiah is too busy smiling nostalgically to notice.

[americas-son.livejournal.com]

Cal wonders briefly if it's even occurred to Stane to wonder why Sherlock has taken off to New York, then shakes it off. That's also not what he needs to be thinking about right now.

"You should've told that one at my party," he says. (He also ignores the ache that comes with mentioning that event.) "We could've watched to see how many people avoided the cake after that."

[toblameforit]

"The smart thing to do would be to avoid me," he points out. "The cake's not gonna puke itself."

[americas-son.livejournal.com]

Cal grins at this.

"Yeah, but you and Sherlock were like the only smart people we invited."

[poeticterms]

"Oh, don't tell him that," says Obadiah. "He already thinks he's the smartest man on Earth."

[americas-son.livejournal.com]

"He's the smartest one in the room," is Cal's prompt response.

[poeticterms]

Obadiah chuckles. "I won't argue that," he rejoins.

[toblameforit]

"But the smartest man on Earth is Sherry Holmes."

[americas-son.livejournal.com]

"And I'm not gonna argue with that," Cal says.

He happens to believe it's true, anyway.

[toblameforit]

"Good."

[poeticterms]

Obadiah shakes his head and smiles with patronizing indulgence.

[americas-son.livejournal.com]

Cal had half-expected him to say something smarmy about what a good friend Cal is, or something else overly clever. But he doesn't, so maybe he did take Cal seriously this morning.

Or maybe he just knows when to keep his mouth shut.

Either way. Cal smiles wryly and looks back to his game just in time to watch himself lose.

"Damn."

[toblameforit]

"Gotta keep your eye on the ball," he teases.

[americas-son.livejournal.com]

"You were distracting me," Cal objects.

[toblameforit]

"Suuuuuure."

[americas-son.livejournal.com]

"It is your fault," Cal says firmly, his smile only mostly suppressed.

[toblameforit]

"Now who's a terrible liar?"

[poeticterms]

Obadiah chuckles.

[americas-son.livejournal.com]

Ugh.

"I'm not lying."

[toblameforit]

Tony just grins.

[americas-son.livejournal.com]

Cal makes a face at him.

(Ordinarily, he might stick out his tongue, but with their current audience - he doesn't.)

[toblameforit]

Tony is operating under no such constraints!