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[Lloyd's got ice, and he's been applying it pretty liberally to both his face and his knuckles this past half hour. None of the damage is serious. His face aches and he still has blood under his nose that he hasn't bothered to wipe off, but as far as Barge fights go, the one he just emerged from doesn't count as much more than a schoolyard scuffle. A pretty aggressive one with some seriously overgrown schoolboys, but nobody lost any limbs, nobody got eaten -- a pretty decent outcome, all things considered. Lloyd was angry at the time -- real angry, over nothing -- but the fight, and a tumble down the stairs, mostly got that out of his system. He's still glad to hear Letty's voice, and he pushes himself off the couch when he she announces herself.]

Yeah, I'm comin'--

Shit.

[He stops when Letty comes in. It's a bit of a system shock, seeing her like this, so much that he actually isn't sure it's her for a second. His jaw loosens, and he tries, without great success, to stop himself from outright gaping.]

What the fuck happened? We get hit with a Lady and the Tramp flood or something?

[It's probably not the reference he's fishing for -- that's the one with the dogs sharing spaghetti, if he's remembering right, and dogs don't usually wear dresses like that -- but the point is to get his bafflement across, and for that purpose, it should do nicely.]