Lucy looked at Daisy. "Your mama doesn't-"

Daisy stuck out her red rain-booted foot from the other side of the table. "Go put those boots on. Aunt Lucy."

"Right." Lucy went back to the bed to boot up.

"And music!" Pepper yelled, and Lucy leaned over to the iPod dock and punched up Kirsty MacColl again until "They Don't Know" began to play.

"Remember when we used to dance to this?" Lucy asked, not knowing if Pepper would, it had been so long.

"Yes!" Pepper said, and as Lucy sat on the bed to pull on her boots, she came into the little hallway and began to bop to the music in her red rubber rain boots and Wonder Wear, looking like a very strange, very happy little go-go dancer.

Lucy laughed, she couldn't help it, and the last of her tension went away. She shoved her foot into the second boot and got up to dance, too.

Pepper had her eyes closed, bouncing on her boots, belting out, "We've got nothin' to lose," while she rocked her shoulders back and forth. Lucy caught her hands and she opened her eyes and smiled up, delighted, and they danced in the cramped little hall, the way they hadn't since Pepper had been tiny. God, I've missed her, Lucy thought, holding Pepper's hand up so she could pirouette. I can't let them go again. She looked up and saw Daisy biting her lip, her eyes bright, as Pepper sang, "Bay-bee!" on the turn, and she smiled at her sister and got the old Daisy smile back. Then Pepper belted out the next line, and Lucy danced her down toward the bed and back to the table, laughing with her, completely in love with her niece again, wondering how she could ever have let her family go.

Kirsty had just finished when somebody knocked on the camper door.

"Maybe it's J.T.!" Pepper said breathlessly as she yanked down her camisole. "I invited him."

"That would be fun," Daisy said, looking at Lucy, her face split with a grin.

Oh, God, no, Lucy thought just as breathless, yanking down her own camisole. Arguably, she was dressed, but still-

Daisy got her big yellow straw hat and held it in front of her as she opened the door.

"Oh, it's Bryce," Pepper said, just one shade short of rude in her disappointment.

Bryce looked in at Daisy, stunned. Then he caught sight of Lucy and his jaw dropped.

"Hello, Bryce," Lucy said, not bothering to cover up. Even if she could have blocked his view of the camisole and pants, there'd still be the tiara and boots to explain.

Bryce let his eyes go from Lucy to Pepper to Daisy. "Is this some kind of club?"

"Yes," Pepper said. "It's a Wonder Woman club."

"Oh." Bryce nodded as if that made complete sense. Which it probably did. If there had been a Superman club, Bryce would have been the first one there in blue tights.

"It's for girls," Pepper said. "But you can come if you want."

"Nope," Bryce said. "I understand about girls only." He looked at Lucy. "Could I talk to you for just a second? Alone."

"Is that okay, Pepper?" Lucy said.

"Just for a second," Pepper said. "The cake isn't here yet anyway."

"Good point," Lucy said and reached back for her white shirt before she went out the camper door.

"Great outfit," Bryce said, when they were standing in the twilight outside the camper and she'd shrugged on her shirt.

"Thank you." Lucy pulled her shirt closed across her camisole. "So what can I do for you?"

"That thing today with J.T." Bryce shifted nervously. "Saving me when the rope broke."

Lucy nodded encouragingly, thinking, Go away, Bryce.

"That was really something."

"The man's good," Lucy agreed.

Bryce sighed in relief. "So you're not mad at him anymore."

"Mad at him?" Lucy frowned. "Oh, yesterday. The bar fight."

"That wasn't his fault," Bryce said, evidently alarmed by the look on her face.

Several people had slowed on their way across the dirt lot, and Lucy realized that the shirt might not have been a good idea since it left her bare-legged except for her red boots. And then there was the headband.

"I'm sure it wasn't his fault," Lucy said. "That was a really smart move you made, Bryce, hiring him. I didn't think so at first, but he's great. You were right." She considered piling on more compliments to reassure him, but his face brightened right away.

"I knew you'd see it my way," he said, going back to confident man-of-the-world.

Mary Vanity opened the door to the makeup trailer, caught sight of Lucy, and almost fell down the steps.

Lucy took a step backward, toward the camper. "So you go rest now." She shot a glance at Mary Vanity. "Really rest. In your room. By yourself. You have some stunts of your own tomorrow night, you should be rested."

The stunts pretty much consisted of Bryce running around yelling with a non-gun, but that was close enough for Bryce to nod, soberly.

"You're right," he said, "I have to protect my instrument," and it took Lucy a moment to realize that he meant his voice.

"Right. Protect your instrument." Do not laugh, he will take it badly.

He patted her awkwardly on the shoulder and then crossed the lot, stopping to talk briefly to Mary before he went on.

She looked disappointed.

At least you're not wearing blue pants with stars on them, Lucy thought and went back inside and closed the camper door.

"What's wrong?" Daisy said, her face drawn again.

"Nothing," Lucy said. "He just wanted to make sure I wasn't going to fire J.T."

Pepper looked up from her Wonder Woman sticker book, her face alarmed under her gold headband. "You're going to fire J.T.?"

"No," Lucy said. "I think J.T. is super." Daisy snickered, and Lucy ignored her. "He's nor getting fired, Pepper, don't worry." She sat down at the dinette and shoved her tiara back into place. "So what else do we know about Wonder Woman?" She kicked Daisy gently under the table and Daisy crossed her eyes at her and stuck out her tongue.

"She's in love with Captain Steve Trevor," Pepper said.

" There's something about a man in uniform," Daisy said, her eyes on the ceiling.

"Especially if he has a really big knife," Lucy said and Daisy laughed again. That's good, Lucy thought. If dressing up like a dork and making dirty jokes made Daisy laugh, she'd do it nightly.

"You should take off that shirt," Pepper said. "People can't see your top."

"Right,' Lucy said, and took it off.

Somebody knocked on the door of the camper and Pepper said, "J.T.!"

The door opened and Althea poked her head in. "Oh. You're busy."

"Wonder Woman party," Lucy said, as brightly as she had for Bryce. "What can I do for you, Al?"

"Well." Althea licked her lips. "I was wondering…" She looked at Daisy and Pepper.

"I'll come out," Lucy said and went down the steps. "What's wrong?" she asked, when she'd shut the camper door.

"Do you think Bryce knows about me and J.T.?" Althea asked, looking anxious, evidently not noticing the Wonder Woman gear. Well, she'd probably worn stranger things in her career.

"No, I don't think he knows," Lucy said. "And I wouldn't tell him if I were you."

"God, no." Althea swallowed. "Because I think I might want to marry Bryce after all. You know."

"Uh huh," Lucy said, not knowing.

"Listen." Althea shitted in the dim light. "I think Stephanie knows about me and J.T. And she might think there was something with Nash and me." Althea added hastily, "She's wrong, of course, but…"

When does Connor deep? Lucy wondered.

"Could you tell her not to talk about me?" Althea said, sounding vulnerable.

"Absolutely," Lucy said.

Althea shifted again. "That thing J.T. did, jumping out of the helicopter without the cable."

"Uh huh," Lucy said, thinking, Oh, hell, she thinks that was hot. Well, it had been. Sort of. Aside from the terror-stricken part.