Jennifer came onto the Rouge with two plastic bags and a grin.
Duke was sitting on the deck on a lawn chair and looked up at her from his paper. He arched a suspicious eyebrow, "What's in the bags, Short Stack?"
She kept grinning at him as she sat in front of him on the deck, not saying anything yet.
He folded the paper and set it aside as he leaned towards her, "And while I'm sure I should know better than to question a good thing; why are you smiling so big?"
She leaned towards him and kissed him, still smiling.
When they stopped, he smiled back at her, "Hi."
"Hi." She giggled lightly back.
"Ah, she speaks." Duke commented, leaning back slightly, "Maybe now she'll tell me what's in the bags."
"I got us something." She beamed at him.
"Oh I know that, I just want to know what it is."
She reached into one of the bags and pulled out a shirt that said, "If found, please return to Duke."
Duke read it out loud, his confusion evident in his tone and features. He looked at her, "I don't get it."
She held up a finger, "Oh wait."
She rummaged from the same bag she'd pulled the first shirt from and pulled out another one that just said, "I'm Duke."
She was grinning at him but Duke was still confused.
"Do…do you get it?" She asked, suddenly nervous, "See? 'Cause you're always so worried about me? It's kind of an impermanent 'Property of Duke Crocker' brand that I'm pretty much certain you've thought about."
Duke studied her, "I wasn't thinking a brand, per se, now a tattoo…"
She rolled her eyes at him before her eyes lit up as she remembered, "Oh wait! I have another set too,"
She tossed the "I'm Duke" t-shirt at him, hitting him lightly in the face with it. She threw the other shirt over her shoulder and pulled out the other shirts, one that said, "If found, please return to Jennifer" and one that said "I'm Jennifer."
He arched an eyebrow at her again, and she just grinned, "Goes both ways, Sailor."