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mean.
In fact, I think we may need to worry more about Lindsay.”
    Kai didn’t doubt her for a second. Lindsay spent most of the movie with
her knees to her chest, peering out from behind her hands at the screen. Kwin,
on the other hand, seemed to be completely unfazed. More than once he even caught
her smiling at the high-pitched screams of their fellow moviegoers. He was
beginning to wonder just what went on inside the mind of a ten-year-old genius.
    As the day wore on, a few clouds drifted in from the ocean. While they
brought no rain, a chilly breeze soon wafted in, and the trio retreated inside
a nearby shop to discuss where they should go next.
    “My father discussed the possibility of staying in the city overnight,”
Kwin said during a lull in conversation. “He originally wanted the two of you
over for dinner tonight. You are still welcome, of course, but I must warn you
that I am incapable of providing decent sustenance.” After blank looks from the
other two, she sighed, looking almost embarrassed. “I can’t cook.”
    “Really?” Kai asked, genuinely surprised, and Kwin nodded.
    “The only way I get along with food is when I’m eating it,” she lamented.
“For some reason anything I bake or cook ends up inedible, despite following
the instructions to the letter.”
    “That might be your issue,” Kai replied. “Cooking isn’t always just about
following the words and measurements on paper. There’s some experimenting and
fun involved as well.”
    “This is true. One might think that experimenting would be a strength of
mine, but in the real world I prefer to live more by the book. Using my
imagination is a weakness here.”
    Lindsay soon suggested takeout as the solution to their conundrum, and
they all quickly agreed, deciding to head back to Kwin’s house before it got
too cold and dark. As they approached, Kai realized that he had only ever seen
the outside before. He wondered for a moment if he would see Kwin’s room, and
tried to imagine how someone like her would decorate their personal space.
    The outside of the house was similar to most of the others on the street,
and the inside was furnished rather plainly. However, there was a clinical,
unused cleanness to it that made it seem as though no one had lived there in
years. Tan-colored rugs covered areas of the dark wooden floors, and
heavily-cushioned sofas and chairs neatly lined rooms painted in a friendly
light brown.
    Kwin seemed to guess what Kai was thinking.
    “My father is usually busy with work, and before that we were on vacation
for a few weeks. As such, we didn’t have time to create any messes. Before my
absence, we were quite nonchalant about housekeeping. I expect it may soon
return to such a state of disrepair, though since I have the time, I have been
trying to keep things in order.”
    Kai tried to picture Kwin wandering around the house, picking up dirty
clothes and dusting off shelves with great enthusiasm, and he grinned. That was
unlikely.
    “Before our meal arrives, whatever that may be, would you like to stay in
my room?” Kwin continued. “I’m afraid there isn’t much to do there, but there
is a TV, some games, and some reading material.”
    “Is it the kind of reading material we’d find in a book store or the kind
we’d find in a professor’s classroom?” Kai chuckled.
    “The TV and games will suffice.”
    She led them down a short hall and in through a plain-looking door.
Kwin’s room was even more modest than the rest of the house. Most of her walls
were hidden behind bookshelves, and the only furniture in her room was a double
bed, an elegant wooden desk and overstuffed chair, a clothes dresser and a
black suede beanbag chair in the corner. A large flat screen television was
attached to the corner above the dresser upon which sat a disc player and a few
gaming consoles. Kai also noticed a number of band posters and stickers lining
the ceiling, as well as a collection of photographs and