"You're welcome," he smiled at Lenny, then opened his own Pepsi and took a sip as he watched the others play and enjoy themselves. He'd been counting down in his head for popcorn, and when the popping slows, he flashes away to be there by the microwave for the last few seconds.
"Oh, hi Cindy," he smiled, a bit surprised she'd come to the kitchen to. "Umm sure...is something up?" There's the slight nervous worry lines to his face that often came up, though with Harry it was almost his default state.
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