Quiet room

Zero waved at Marylyn for her to go away.

Marylyn stared at Zero unconcerned. "Who da hale yoo?"
Dylain suppressed the trembling of anger that begged to show itself with pride.

Zero blinked looking over to her and sighed.

Instead of saying anything, Dylain started to pop her bones: first her fingers, pressing them against her ribcage, then again, twice. Three times. Each finger gave a resonating pop each time. Then she slowly stretched her arms out, and her elbows popped. Then she popped her shoulders in and out of their sockets, once each. Then her neck. She simply tilted her head to the side stiffly and several pops came from each side. For her back, she twisted where she was, putting a hand on Zero's shoulder to push herself farther into the pop.

Marylyn gulped and winced at each pop. "Ahhhh, well I should get going now! Hehehe... he...." She slowly walked backwards, trying to look like she wasn't moving.

Zero blinked and only continued to watched curiously, wondering how this would turn out.

Dylain opened her eyes and glanced at Marylyn menacingly.
A shiver went down Marylyn's back. Being the wuss as usual, she was immediately out of the room.

Zero sighed at the scene then looked over to Dylain tiredly.

Dylain smiled sheepishly at him. Since she was tired, her accent was unleashed. "Sahrreh 'bout tha'."

Zero blinked in question but shrugged and pulled her to him smiling a little.

She smiled as well and gently kissed him on the lips.

Marylyn silently peeked around the corner, eavesdropping. She grinned and took out a camera. Haha! With no flash, she took the picture and dashed off.

Zero blinked but closed his eyes and pressed his lips more onto hers.