Room 238, Saturday afternoon

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Aeryn is taking petsitting seriously. Vladdie's bottles are in the fridge, the curtains are closed, Yoda is far away from the sea monkeys because although she doubts there would be a problem unless she put Yoda in the tank, she'd rather not take any chances, and she's not running from the room at all. So far it's not going badly.

And she keeps looking at the ceiling to make sure Vladdie's not up there.

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"Thank you," Aeryn tells Bertram. To John, she says, "Are you going to sleep with him like that?"

Vladdie's good with it.

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"He seems to like it," John mumbles. "So, sure."

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She shakes her head, and goes to make sure the turtle is still alive.

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John just ends up snoring lightly.