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a look that says he clearly ratted her out.  “I want to see your pony!  I still haven’t gotten over there to make my own, you know, I’m jealous.”
    “Pony?” Rocco repeats.
    “Carla went down to Texas with Trent,” Lance says quietly, “to help Vinny a little while ago.  She talked him into all sorts of stupid stuff.”  He looks pointedly at Trent, who shrugs shamelessly, “which is bad enough, but he’s dating her,” Lance finishes, pointing at me.
    “You two get along really well,” Trent says, moving slightly as two biker type guys walk in, stepping past us.  “Does that mean you’re getting used to strangers?” he asks Lance and Carla.
    “Well we’ve got Justin and Jimmi, too,” Carla says, looking around curiously.  “Although Ward still doesn’t like them, and Brandon’s still stuck in hiding mode.”
    “Hiding mode?” I ask.
    “He’s here,” she says, her expression changing as she starts searching the crowd of kids.  “See that empty spot over there?” she says, pointing.  “There’s a good chance that’s him.  Or maybe there...”
    “Wait, what?” Trent says.
    “Brandon can go invisible,” Malina says quietly--almost too quietly to hear.
    The door behind us slams shut so loudly that Lance literally jumps, changing shape into a small lizard with huge eyes that look shocked.  Carla grabs him while he’s still mid-air.  She’s so fast that the norms walking past us don’t even notice what happened.  They’re laughing loudly and heading for the bar, bumping into Trent as he casually moves between them and our group.
    “Ow,” the guy that bumped him says, sounding surprised as he rubs his arm.  “What the hell?”
    He turns, looking at Trent curiously, confusion showing as he takes in the clean cut looking teen.  “Excuse me,” Trent says with an easy smile.  “We’re a little packed in here,” he adds blandly.
    “Uh... yeah, sure,” the man says, frowning slightly as he moves on.
    “Alright, here are your numbers,” Nico says, moving through the crowd and handing out the plastic pieces.  He walks around the area that Carla motioned to earlier, so I can only assume she was right about Brandon.  “We’ll head to the back, there’s more tables there, keep to the group, if you want to play games your entire team has to go with you,” he adds looking straight at me.  “Set up a guard to watch the younger ones,” he adds.  “Trent, take him to the restroom, would you?”
    Carla holds out Lance to Trent, who scoops him up and slips him onto his shoulder before walking away. 
    “Hey, aren’t there two of you?” Rocco asks, looking at me.  “Like a twin?”
    “Ditto’s over there in Max’s group,” I say, pointing over to where Ditto’s chatting happily with Zoe.
    “So you’re twins?”
    “Nope.”  We start for the back, heading for one of the long tables next to another group, where we put down the number and I motion to Ditto.  “Watch our number, ‘kay?”
    “Sure!” she says.
    “Let’s go play some games,” I say to everyone, grabbing Carla and Malina’s hands to pull them along.  I glance back at Nico, wondering if he’s got something planned--the door opens and Jack walks into the restaurant, followed by Falconess and her mini-me.
    “The shield’s up, Nico,” he calls.  There’s no illusion hiding who he is, and I see the norms look freaked out as they realize it.  “Sorry, man, but you’re not getting any new customers until we leave,” Jack tells the guy at the front.  “So switch the sign to closed, would you?”
    “Are you robbing us?” the guy asks.
    “Nah, we’re throwing a school pizza party,” Jack tells him, grinning to show gleaming metal teeth.  “Don’t worry, we’ll make sure Max leaves a tip.”
    There’s a worried look on the norms’ faces, and I look over at Nico to see what he’s going to do.  “If your job requires you to be back within a half an hour,” he says, his mask