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"What are you doing?" Caesar glanced over at Beverly.

"Oh, Becca, just got me the new racing game for my handheld game system." Beverly said without looking up. "It's awesome."

"It must be considering you haven't looked up in the past hour." Caesar observed dryly.

"Shoot, has it been that long." Beverly looked up startled. "I guess I lost track of the time. Did you need something?"

"We were going out for dinner." Caesar shrugged.

"Oh, I'm so sorry. Here, hold my game. I'll go change and be right back." Beverly shoved the game into Caesar's hand and ran out of the room.

Caesar glanced at the screen. Then he did a double take. The graphics looked like it was popping out of the screen.

Caesar stared at it for a moment. He looked at the door then back at the screen. He sat down and pressed a button. The little car on the screen rumbled. Startled he let go of the button. The car stopped. Caesar pressed the button again. The car rumbled. He pressed the cursor and the car zoomed off. He hit the back of his seat in surprise. But he kept his finger on the cursor. The car hit the wall and exploded. Caesar frowned. He could do better than that. The game asked him if he wanted to try again.

"Of course." Caesar snapped. He pressed the yes button.

The little car popped up on the screen. Caesar with great concentration pressed the button and cursor. The car shot off… right into the wall. The little man jumped out of the car with little flames coming off of him.

"Caramba!" Caesar gritted his teeth. He was going to figure this out.

Beverly got to her room. She quickly peeled off her lab coat, leaving it on the floor. Pulling off her pink top and shedding her jeans, she ran into her closet. Yanking the floral print dress from the hanger, she ran into her bathroom. A few minutes later she came out combing her hair. Checking her make-up in the mirror, she fluffed her hair before running out of the room. A few minutes later she ran back in. She kicked off her flats and grabbed her heels before darting out again. She raced down the hall to Caesar's workroom. The door slid open.

"I'm sorry. We can go…" Beverly paused. She stared in disbelief.

Caesar was standing on the chair with her game. He was tilting side to side. His tongue was sticking out one side of his mouth.

"Caesar?" Beverly asked tentatively.

"Not now. I'm almost to the finish… Madre Dios! Where did the piano come from?" Caesar growled.

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Beverly and Caesar sat next to each other on the Rec room sofa surrounded by empty containers of Chinese food.

"You press B to avoid the falling objects. A revs the engine and makes it go faster…" Beverly explained. She was leaning against him. Her chin was on his shoulder and her arm was stretched out pointing out the controls on the game console. She glanced at Caesar and almost laughed at how much concentration he was devoting to the game. "You don't have to move your arms to turn. Just use the pad." Beverly said.

"I know but it helps me." Caesar said as he shifted his body when the car went around the turn.

"Sure, whatever helps." Beverly smiled.

"I can see why you were absorbed in this game. It is quite addictive. Dios mio!" He exclaimed.

"Yeah, you really have to watch for those falling pianos." Beverly noted.

"Sorry about dinner." Caesar put the game down.

"Why? This was fun." Beverly snuggled her head into his shoulder. She hugged his arm.

"Verdad?" He looked at her.

"Si, es verdad." She smiled at him.

Caesar picked the game up again. "Okay, one more time from the top."

"Ohh, watch out for the monkey." Beverly gripped his arm tighter.

"See him. Augh, why is he chasing me?" Caesar complained.

"Don't worry, once you get through the first lap, you lose him… See, he's gone but watch out for the lizard." Beverly said.

"Why is there a lizard on the tracks?" Caesar asked.

"Really? You're being chased by monkeys and falling pianos and you're wondering about lizards?" Beverly asked incredulously.

"Point taken." Caesar agreed. "Cielos! Why are we in the mall?"

"You took a wrong turn, go back, go back." Beverly squeaked.

"I'm trying." Caesar answered.

Six had been standing at the doorway with his notebook. He watched for a few seconds before quietly backing out the doorway. A grunt walked toward the door but Six stuck out his arm to stop him. He shook his head. "This Rec room is off limits." Six said firmly.

"Oh, of course, sir. Sorry, sir." The grunt muttered nervously backing away.

Six pulled his pen out of his pocket. He pulled a sheet of notebook paper and wrote on it. He used a shuriken to fix it to the door. The sign said, "Do Not Disturb!"

As Six walked away he heard, "Watch out for the angry beaver!"

He stopped, shook his head, and walked away.