Logan instead takes the oddly reserved response from his naked bed partner more from a surprised perspective than the one she apparently has. 

"Yeah, a date. Maybe you can start school on my arm, rather than as a regular new kid." He kisses her soundly once more, pulling her more firmly in to his chest before falling asleep easily for the first time since that disastrous fight with Veronica. As he falls asleep, he has a short thought.

'Maybe I'm finally moving on. Maybe it'll finally end up okay.'

Toni is a little surprised how quickly Logan fell asleep, and part of her is still confused by him. Most teens who sleep with a girl the first day they meet them, don't ask her out on a date right after, in fact, they usually tell them to leave pretty soon after the fact. And here this guy is, so sincere and sweet that he sleeps easily with her snuggled up to him. It's so... normal. So normal, in fact, that she feels safe enough to fall right asleep where she is. 

The next morning, she wakes up at her usual 6:30 am thanks to her perfectly tuned body clock, and when she looks up, she realizes Logan is still asleep. She carefully untangles her limbs from his, putting on her panties and a shirt of his before padding down to his kitchen. She thankfully finds the ingredients for a pretty good breakfast and starts making it, letting memories of Miss Celia carry her through this quiet time.

"Hey Logan, buddy, get up, surf's great, we gotta catch the-" Dick's surprising entrance is lost in his surprise by the almost naked girl in his best friend's kitchen, a girl who is apparently cooking. "Well then. I knew Logan could score, but I didn't really think I'd see you here. Toni right?"

Toni turns towards him, unabashed in her near nudity, just finishing off the cooking as she responds. "Hey Dick. Yup, that's me. Logan might still be asleep. You're welcome to go jump on him, or you can stay here and get some breakfast."

"You're all domestic? Don't tell me you're secretly poor. Logan doesn't need to associate with any more 02 chicks who play convincing 09ers."

"Not secretly poor, very very rich still, as I always have been. Thing is, my only female influence in life was our maid-cook combo, Miss Celia. Nice lady, taught me to cook to keep me busy. So, food, yay or nay?"

"Sure, Dick is always down for some grub. What do we got?"

Toni, to her credit, doesn't even raise her eyebrows in surprise at the young man talking about himself in the third person. "The basics. Pancakes, bacon, french toast, fried and scrambled eggs. Fill your plate with what you'd like, just leave enough for Logan, or you'll be in serious trouble." 

During their brief conversation, she's managed to set out all of the breakfast options and make a plate for herself, so now she sits on a seat at the kitchen island and begins to eat.

"Yes ma'am." At that, Dick dug in, making a relatively large serving for himself, leaving plenty for the man of the house, who, judging by his lack of attendance, is still asleep. After sitting down and chowing down on his food for a total of thirty silent seconds, he begins talking again. "So you and Logan huh?"

Her natural sarcastic sneer presents itself at the obvious question. "No, I always like to make a weird impression with new people by showing up in their house half naked and cooking them breakfast. Yes, obviously me and Logan."

"Be nice, if you leave things to the poor guys imagination, he'll draw the wrong conclusion." Logan sneaks up on the two, sliding his arms around Toni's waist to delicately kiss her neck. "Mm, breakfast and a hot chick in my clothes. Only thing that would make this better is a distinct lack of Dick. What are you doing here buddy?"

"Dude, what is with you and snippy short chicks. Can't a nice polite young lady get it up for you? I'm here because the surf is awesome this morning, and you so owe me. I had dinner with my Dad and Kendall last night so you could pick up this chick. Sorry Toni, I'm afraid I'll have to cut in to your morning sex time."

"Gee, I know when I'm not wanted." Toni, having already finished eating, slides out of her seat and Logan's arms, making her way back to his bedroom to get dressed.

Before she can leave, he grabs her hand to stop her. "Hold up hot stuff." Logan pulls her in to his chest for some semblance of a private conversation even though they're still standing right in front of Dick. "That date, I'll pick you up for it tomorrow night. 6 o'clock sharp. I know where you live."

He gives her a final sound kiss, spins her round, and sends her on her way with a swift smack to the rump. He then turns and walks with his friend out the door. 

Her eyes widen at the manhandling from the teenage boy, standing in shock and awe as he leaves her. Automatically she walks to the room to find her clothes, redressing herself as she ponders when this simple distraction became some sort of genuine thing she might get lost in. Dazed as she is from the casual affection she hasn't properly felt since the time when her cold dead heart still beat and her husband held her close, she doesn't even notice what she's doing until she arrives back at the home she had purchased for Ariadne and herself. She walks through the doors, hoping to make it to her room before her underling noticed her arrival.

"And the slut rolls in at... 9.32 am on a Saturday morning, still in yesterday's clothes!"

No such luck. Ariadne is lurking in a doorway, leaning picturesquely as she mocks her boss and friend.

"Shut up you hag. I agreed to go on a date with him, help me find my good dress."

She starts delicately walking up the staircase to her room, a large thing with a walk in robe.

Ariadne startles in surprise at the statement before following Toni up the stairs and in to the darkly decorated room.

"Woah, what? Since when did you see those guys more than once? Seriously, Tones, I get that you're stressed, but you're acting way out of character here? The new place, wanting to go to high school, I could ignore, but dating some teenaged human ignoramus for what? Fun? What is going on with you?"

"I just... He makes me feel like Jebediah did... I told him I can't feel and he didn't even think I was weird. He makes me want to... Tell him everything. There's something about him that just pulls me in, and I don't think I can fully control myself around him. It's almost. For 150 years I've felt so lonely. Even between us, we don't even really like each other, you basically work for me and I pay you in immortality and obscene wealth and adventure. He makes me feel like losing my babies, and my husband, like maybe it wasn't the worst thing. I feel happy again."

Toni blurts this all out, collapsing on her four poster bed, tears actually leaking out of her eyes.

The physically older woman pities Toni, her essentially permanent child-like state having stunted her emotional growth and trapped her in this point. She sits calmly next to the crying vampire, wrapping an arm around her in a hug.

"You do know that only one of us can't feel anything. And I think you are my friend, you've been there for me since I was 15, helped raise me, support me, love me, you saved me from a horrible life I could have lived. So don't ever worry that you don't matter to me, you're not my boss, you don't pay me, we're friends, we share, and that's that young lady," she watches as the tears begin to dry and Toni relaxes into the hug Ari offers. "And if this boy makes you happy, even just for right now, that's not bad. I was just joking, and if you never want to deal with this drama with your brothers, then I am more than happy to support that. You know me, I hate the both of them."

A pitiful tear-filled laugh escapes Toni at that. "As if, I'm the only responsible one in my family, if left to their own devices, those two might actually manage to end the world with their squabbling. So, it's my job to mediate between assholes A and B for... eternity."

Ariadne snickers lightly in agreement before standing again and heading to Toni's closet. "Now, no time for self-pity, I'd say it doesn't look good on you, but I'd be lying, everything looks good on you. More importantly, what kind of mood are we going for here? Seductress? Saucy rebel teen?"

Ari pulls out options for these two style ideas, showing them off to her friend.

"Mm, actually, sweet sincere but hot teen. Something just demure enough, but still shows off enough skin to get his heart racing, his blood pumping, all the good stuff."

"Ooh, you're really gunning for his heart this time huh? Okay, and do you know where you're going? Are we working with fancy or low key?"

Toni thinks and realises she isn't sure if he ever mentioned where they would be going, and she doesn't actually know him well enough to guess his style when it comes to... Well anything, but in this instance, dating. "Lay out an option for each, I'll call him later and ask, I'm sure he's surfing at the moment."