So stuffed he could barely move (they had successfully completed what Tina was calling the Ice Cream Challenge. She'd taken pictures. Gavin was certain they were already on all her social media and Chris was already laughing at them all. Dick.) Gavin pulled the box out of his pocket before the wrapping got any more fucked up and slid it across the table to Connor. "Happy Activation day or whatever." Connor looked surprised to the point Gavin felt a little insulted-fuck, he was coming along to the guy's party, 'course he was gonna get him something. Then Connor beamed, almost blinding them all, and pulled the little box towards him slowly, like it might disappear.

Crap, when did his life turn into some weird sci-fi channel/Hallmark mash-up?

"Thank you, Gavin."

"You haven't even opened it yet, dipshit." Connor shrugged, turning it around in his hands, and Christ, hadn't he ever gotten a present before? What, was Hank falling down on the job? The android had been living with him last Christmas, even if it was right after the revolution.

"Is it not supposed to be the thought that counts?" Gavin made a face at that, because okay, yeah, but most of the thought had been about what was inside the box, not the cheap square of paper he'd bought at the dollar store. Finally, fricking finally, Connor stuck a finger under one of the seams and started loosening the paper. Carefully, like the world was gonna end if it ripped. He was gonna die sitting here waiting to see if the Tin Can liked the stupid present he'd got him, they were never gonna make it to the aquarium…

Then the paper finally fell away to reveal the figurine inside and Gavin tried not to glare as he waited for Connor's reaction. The android turned it over in his hands, silent, and Gavin didn't realize his foot was tapping until Tina pressed it to the floor with hers. "Astro Boy...Hank, look it's Astro Boy!" A sigh of relief didn't escape him then, whatever some people might say later, as Connor hurriedly opened the box and held the statuette out on his palm like he was unveiling the Mona Lisa.

"I can see that. Pretty nifty, I didn't know they made those anymore." Hank smiled at it, reaching out a finger to touch the top of the child-robot's signature hair peak, "You trying to show me up here, Reed?"

Rolling his eyes at the teasing jibe, Gavin shrugged, "Depends. Did it work?" Tina kicked him under the table and judging by the jump and growl from Hank she got him too.

"Tina…" Her bright smile was more terrifying than that 'get along' shirt one of his aunts had tried to shove him and Elijah in (they'd ripped it in two, of course) and with the same intention as she flashed it between him and Hank while Connor was busy poking at and moving around the figure's limbs.

"Thank you, Gavin, very much. I am going to display this on my desk at work." Connor finally put the action figure back in the box, closing it carefully and keeping one hand on it.

"Eh, I heard you and Collins talking about the show a couple times, made it easy to pick out." Lifting one shoulder briefly, Gavin leaned forward enough to run a finger along the cinnamon and melted ice cream mess on the communal desert plate and shove it in his mouth.

"Yes, Collins prefers the 1980's series, but I quite like the charm of the original, even if it is rather outdated." Connor's fingers drummed lightly on top of the package as he beamed around the table at all of them.

"My gift is I'll buy you something from the aquarium gift shop," Tina said, slouched back with one hand on her 'food baby'. "And dessert. And my presence is a gift, of course, but that's an everyday thing." Fake gagging got Gavin elbowed in the gut, and dammit, he was too full to do anything but groan at that.

"If you make him puke…" Hank warned, leaving the end of the threat up to Tina's imagination.

"We run for the door before the staff notices?"

"No!"

"Hank, look at the clownfish! It's just like in Finding Nemo!" Almost bouncing up and down, Connor asked aloud, "I wonder if they have a Paracanthurus hepatus? That's the kind of fish Dory is. She's my favorite."

"Nemo's a champ," Tina argued, standing so close to the glass her nose was almost touching, "Dory tries, but she never could have dealt with everything Nemo does when he's just a kid."

"You're both wrong and stupid," Gavin said with a disgusted shake of his head, "Gil is a badass and the only character worth anything in the whole movie."

"Gil's hardly in the movie. That's like picking Darla."

"Fuck off, Tina. Again, you are wrong and stupid." Gavin should have expected Tina's swift kick to his shin, but he did not. "Owww, Christ!"

"Alright, alright, knock it off and act right before you get us thrown out of here, all of you." Hank was Dad ™ at the moment, voice stern and hands literally on his hips, Gavin snickering at the sight and then elbowing Tina anyway, who completed the scenario by stepping on his foot.

"I only commented on the clownfish," Connor whined softly, the android's LED briefly swirling yellow, "I wanted you to see them, Hank." Jeez, what a suck-up.

"You're right, Con, you're the only one not being a shit. Sorry, bud." Scoffing a little, Gavin moved down the row of tanks, aware of Tina having seized Connor's wrist to tow him after, peppering the android with questions about the various wet and probably slimy creatures until he was all smiles again.

"Ooooo," Tina had her face literally pressed up against the glass when Gavin turned to see what had produced that sound. Gross. "What is that thing?"

"Looks like a mutant." For once, Gavin was in agreement with Hank.

"But a cute mutant. It has little arms almost!" Enraptured, Tina all but cooed at the freaky little red and white thing. If it had been anyone else, Gavin would have been disgusted. But...Tina got a pass. Because...Tina.

"That is a juvenile antennarius maculatus-a warty frogfish or anglerfish," Connor added when he got three blank looks at his science talk, rolling his eyes and sighing in a manner Gavin found himself wondering if he'd picked up from Gonzales and Huong's kid. The boy was gifted.

"So, it's half frog or whatever?" Gavin knew this wasn't true and probably made him sound like an idiot. It was utterly worth it for the look of confused exasperation Connor turned on him.

"No." Then, apparently being too done to handle this ignorance, rather than explaining in detail why he was wrong like Gavin'd expected, Connor turned back to the fish. "I wonder why it is solitary, they require species-specific tanks as they can swallow fish nearly the same size as themselves-"

"Holy shit, really?" That at least made the little half-frog more interesting.

"But that is no reason for them to be entirely on their own." Connor's LED swirled yellow and he stared hard into the tank, long enough that Gavin felt more than a little uncomfortable. Emotions. They sucked ass, the inconvenient fucking things. Finally, Hank's hand fell on Connor's shoulder and squeezed a little, and Gavin decided it was time to maybe stroll on ahead.

"Hey, Tina, come look at this glowing one, it's fronds look like that time you tried to cut your own hair in college," he yapped, walking towards a jellyfish that really did look like that post break-up wine and Red Bull 'make over', making sure his voice carried so Tina would feel obligated to follow and smack him.

"Gavin, I will end you!"

Gavin's head was tipped back, staring up at the stingrays and sharks drifting overhead. He'd expected the tunnel to be lame, mostly because the place hyped it so big and nothing could be that cool.

But he had to admit, he could kind of understand why Tina and Connor both seemed like they'd be willing to sell a body part to move in here. It was all immersive and shit, with the plants and jellyfish floating around. "I wonder if they let rich people swim in some of the tanks-saw that on a documentary once, some family paid a shit-ton of money to swim with sharks."

Tina shook her head with a dramatic sigh, "Yeah, no, I called and checked before my last birthday. No dice."

Gavin snorted, "They were probably waiting for you to offer a 10 grand donation just for the privilege of asking and were offended when they realized you were a poor fucker like most of the world."

Hank was giving Tina a side-eye of not so much disbelief as tired horror as he asked, "You actually called the aquarium and asked them to let you swim with sharks? That is a real thing that you did?"

Tina pivoted on her feet so she was looking him in the eye and said, with grave sincerity, "Yolo, Hank. Yolo."

"Sometimes I can't believe you have a badge."

"Same," Gavin piped in, not making it clear whether he was talking about Tina or turning it back around on Hank. Which got him twin glares, but worth it.

Turning to find where the Tin Man had gotten off to, Gavin saw he was about five feet back, staring so intently at a chunk of coral with a school of fish swimming in and out of it that he'd gone full Uncanny Valley, knees locked and hands behind his back in that picture perfect posture that was always kind of creepy, no matter how used he was to the android by now. "...How long do you think it's been since he blinked? Ow!" Hank's swat to his head as he passed didn't really hurt, much, but it was the principal of the matter. "Fucking abuse of authority, that's what that was," Gavin called after him, glaring at Tina for her loud snort.

"Language, Gavin, there are children present," she mocked him in a sing-song voice, then grabbed his arm to pull him across the tunnel, "Oh, check this out!"