<span style="font-family: 'Book Antiqua'"><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#99ff99">"Alright," Aaron murmured.  "Be safe, Jet.  I love you."<br/>
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Tony had two giant cups of coffee, one in each hand.  Jack was carrying a modest cup of hot chocolate and a bag containing half a dozen brownies.  Apparently the cafeteria had not been a complete bust.  Time with the monster had restored Tony a little, as probably surprised no one.  He liked kids.  Well.  He liked most kids.  Jack was pretty high up on the list of kids he liked.</span></span>