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[Plans? Perfect. For a moment Jake considers telling her, why yes, he'll be looking into the best private schools in the area, and colleges, of course, at the appropriate time. Maybe get his degree in quantum basketweaving, or something. But no, that probably wouldn't be a good idea at all, so he has to turn away for a moment to choke back the wild peal of laughter seeking to escape. After a long moment, he turns back to the screen, more or less composed.]

Um...no, not really, miss. Just, y'know, finding someplace to stay the night. Everything else, I'll probably just leave for tomorrow.