Kansas City, MO | Morning | Thursday | November 22

[therewaslife]

It was still fairly early in the day which meant there was still time before they were to head over to Kate's family's house which meant time to relax. Or, in Kate's case, time to try and bake a pie.

Bod was just going to stay out of the kitchen because he knew what was good for him. He was spending his time alternating between the living room where the parade was airing and the bedroom where he'd been folding laundry and getting himself ready for the holiday dinner.

Currently, he was standing in front of the television, arms crossed and watching the Rockettes with amazement. They certainly did kick rather high, didn't they?

[NFB but open for the usual stuff, of course]

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[vanillajello]

And Kate was totally baking the hell out of that pie. At least now that she'd stopped badgering Marshall for advice over the phone. Meaning he'd stopped picking up her calls.

Whatever, wasn't like she needed someone who wasn't even coming home for Thankgiving to hold her hand all through the process, right? She got the pie in the oven at least, so that was something.

Having put the assorted baking stuff to soak in the sink because ugh, doing the dishes right now no thank you, she wandered into the living room area of the apartment. "What's holding your attention so well?"

[therewaslife]

"These girls are kicking very high," Bod said, nodding at the television. "I'm...very impressed by the flexibility."

[vanillajello]

Kate snickered. Perhaps predictably but again, whatever. "Are you now?" she asked. "Guess it is pretty impressive."

[therewaslife]

"Well, if I tried that, I'm sure I'd pull something in my leg," Bod said, rubbing his chin. "And I don't think they've stopped smiling either."

[vanillajello]

"I don't know, I might be able to kick that high, I'm pretty spry." Not that spry, though. She wasn't a kick chick, like some people. "The smiling always creeps me out a little bit, though. Like, they'd probably smile their way through a broken ankle and stuff."

[therewaslife]

"Are you that spry, though?" Bod asked, chuckling. "I mean, I do know that you're plenty flexible but that looks like joints aren't even there that should be."

[vanillajello]

"Hey, I used to dance, and stuff," Kate pointed out, even she'd never been super great at it. "I have some of that left, surely."

[therewaslife]

"You should try it," Bod said, trying not to smirk. "I'll be happy to be a one man audience for you."

[vanillajello]

Kate snorted. "You really think it's safe to try in this tiny apartment?"

She might kick the TV off its stand or something!

[therewaslife]

"I'd make certain nothing happened," Bod assured her. "I'm very quick when I want to be."

[vanillajello]

"Yeah but I think I'd have to, like, hold onto you," she pointed out. "So you're just gonna abandon me if I kick something breakable and you need to be super quick about saving it?"

[therewaslife]

"You're making a lot of excuses," Bod pointed out, snickering. "Do you not want to do the kick?"

[vanillajello]

"I don't want to break any of our precious possessions," she retorted. "There's a difference."

[therewaslife]

"Uh huh." Bod wasn't sure if he believed her. "We could go to the bedroom, if you'd like. There's less to break in there."

[vanillajello]

"But our beautiful new bed!" Kate protested, then reconsidered. "Okay I guess that's actually too sturdy for me to break."

[therewaslife]

"You would have to have some extreme leg power to actually break our bed," Bod chuckled, shaking his head. "I think you'll be all right."

[vanillajello]

"Okay then." She reached out to pat him on the shoulder, then urge him towards the bedroom. "Let's do dis."

[therewaslife]

"Dis?" Bod asked, already making his way to the bedroom. "That's some interesting slang, there. But, let's."

[vanillajello]

"That's perfectly normal slang," Kate replied, following close behind him. "I can't believe I'm still managing to confuse and intrigue with that."

[therewaslife]

"It's a strange word," Bod said, turning to face Kate when they were in the bedroom. "All right. Kick high, Kate."

[vanillajello]

"It's a normal word," Kate insisted, even as she turned so they were side to side and she could put her arm around his shoulders for support. "Just pronounced weirdly."

[therewaslife]

Bod looped an arm around her waist to keep her steady. "Of course. You're always right, dearest."

[vanillajello]

"You're just saying that." She wasn't about to argue, though. Besides, she looked like she was concentrating. "'Kay, here goes."

And so she did her best at a graceful high kick.

It really wasn't Rockettes quality, neither did it go high enough for that, but it was still impressive enough. You know, for no stretching and all.

[therewaslife]

And Bod was suitably impressed. He kept a firm grip on her until he knew she was done before he started clapping.

"Very nicely done," said Bod, laughing easily. "I am very impressed. My own personal Rockette."

[vanillajello]

Kate laughed and did a little curtsy. "Thank you, sir. Told you I could do it. I'm spry and limber and all that stuff, which you should well know by now."