Shirai Kuroko was currently dating Misaka Mikoto, the third ranked level five also known as the Ace of Tokiwadai or The Railgun, and Shokuhou Misaki, the fifth ranked level five also known as the Queen of Tokiwadai or Mental Out.

It was a hard claim to believe, and every time Kuroko found herself saying it -which usually ended up being once a night and once a morning to remind herself how amazing the situation was and how lucky she was to be a part of it- she would have to pinch herself to make sure she wasn't dreaming. And every time when she realized that it was true she would smile as brightly and happily as one could possibly imagine.

The trio had been together for almost a month now, and, while the first couple of weeks or so had been an extremely exhausting transition period, things had mostly settled down. Misaka had moved into the room Kuroko and Shokuhou were sharing and things were slowly, easily sliding into routine.

Each school morning, such as today, the alarm clock on the right side of the bed would go off and rouse the three from sleep. Shokuhou, who was on that side, would groan and fumble for the off switch. But it took her long enough to find it that by the time she turned off the infernal device, the shrill pitch emanating from it shook most of the remnants of sleep from the trio.

Despite the pins and needles that she had every morning from having the two level fives use an arm each as a pillow, Kuroko was the first to sit up. She leaned over to both of her girlfriends and gave them both a 5-second "good morning" kiss.

Every day she would alternate who got the first one so as not to generate any jealousy. This morning it was Onee-sama's turn. As usual, the kiss startled the half-asleep electromaster and was over before Misaka could either reciprocate or, more likely, push Kuroko away embarrassment.

Kuroko then turned to give Shokuhou-senpai an identical kiss. The blond had had a bit of an opportunity to wake up so she was aware enough to return the kiss, frowning when Kuroko pulled away after only five seconds. However Kuroko knew it would be unfair to Onee-sama if she were to give Shokuhou-senpai a longer kiss than she had received. And if the teleporter made it longer for both of them then chances were that Misaka would reject it altogether.

As it was, Misaka already grumbled some protest about the kiss as the trio blearily exchanged verbal "Good morning"'s, stretching and yawning and, in Kuroko's case, massaging feeling back into her numb arms.

Kuroko doubted the little grievances Misaka voiced were truly heartfelt. Her Onee-sama was still adjusting to this lifestyle and was probably absolutely terrified about actually enjoying it. After all, if she liked kissing and hugging then she would be seen as not only a pervert but also a freaky lesbian since they were all girls.

However if Misaka did it because she had to then it was fine. So she always protested, just to reassure... herself mostly, that she didn't enjoy it and thus, wasn't a pervert. That's what Shokuhou-senpai had told Kuroko anyway, and she had a lot more experience with the whole psychology deal.

The telepath in question also tended to grumble in the mornings, but her complaints tended to revolve around how early it was, though Kuroko knew from experience that she would be like this no matter what time she woke up at. Misaki was not a morning person and would be sluggish until after she had gotten some food in her. Kuroko handed her a cookie from the stash near the bed knowing that would get her blood sugar up and tide her over until they had gotten ready and could go down to breakfast.

As the blond nibbled on the cookie, Misaka went to the bathroom to get ready. Unlike Shokuhou, neither Kuroko nor Misaka took very long to get ready, so they went first.

While the electromaster was in the bathroom Shokuhou would cuddle up to Kuroko, taking advantage of the third girl's absence to get in a bit of lovey-dovey time. Kuroko would need to muster every bit of restraint she had every morning to limit their activities to simple cuddling rather than all the far more "fun" activities she knew she could be doing with her blond girlfriend, who was all too tempting in the mornings with her fancy lingerie and sleep tousled hair.

After ten minutes or so Misaka would walk out of the bathroom, wet chestnut hair clinging to the back of her neck in a most attractive manner. Then it would be Kuroko's turn to use the bathroom.

In an ideal world, the three of them would shower together, but after the backlash she had received the last two times she suggested the idea, Kuroko decided to wait another couple weeks before asking again, assuming they would probably change their minds by then.

As she showered she listed off the days events in her head. There was a History test at school today. She hadn't studied as much as she usually did, being simultaneously distracted by Onee-sama joining this relationship and exhausted by all the hard work that having two girlfriends caused. But Kuroko figured that she had done enough studying that, with a bit of review before school, she could probably manage her usual A.

After school was Judgment work. There was no ongoing case and things had been quiet for long enough that she wouldn't be buried in paperwork, so she could invite Onee-sama and Shokuhou-senpai without having to worry about them butting into her work.

Uiharu wouldn't be in either, so she could spend some time with her girlfriends after work without having to try and probably fail to convince Misaka to ditch her flower headed colleague.

She smiled as she considered all the things that the three of them could do. It was a weekend tomorrow after all, so they could stay up late. Kuroko then reminded herself that finals were coming up and that she had Judgment work tomorrow morning and her dreams of late night romps were quickly shattered.

She sighed as she turned off the shower and began drying her hair. It was so hard to be responsible when she had two amazing girlfriends to distract her. But as she tied her hair up in it's usual ribbons and saw her reflection in the mirror she remembered exactly why she tried so hard.

Besides, even without having to stay up late there were so many opportunities to show and receive affection before the day was over. She was grinning at the possibilities as she exited the bathroom.

As usual, Shokuhou-senpai was still in bed, chatting with Onee-sama. Kuroko was happy to see that Shokuhou-senpai was being perfectly civil, not even teasing Onee-sama as she usually did with every other breath. In response, Onee-sama, who appeared to be studying for the Math test she had later that day, was neither ignoring nor yelling at the blond, but talking to her like any other person.

Kuroko nodded as she told the blond that the bathroom was free. The telepath's smile was bright and happy, though still a bit tired, as she walked over to Kuroko to give her a short peck on the cheek. "Thanks sweetie," she said as she entered the bathroom.

Kuroko smiled as well as she sauntered over to her desk, which had been set up next to the other two at the side of the room, and picked up her History textbook. She scooted her chair over closer to Misaka and giving her a kiss on the cheek. The teleporter leaned on her, putting her head on the electro master's shoulder, and starting her own studying. As she began she said, "Do you want to accompany me on my Judgment work after school?"

Misaka sighed, her cheeks still dyed red from the simple kiss, "Finals are coming up in a couple of weeks, I have to study..."

"So diligent... I love that about you. But you're smart enough that you don't have to study as hard as most people." Kuroko told her.

The electromaster blushed deeper at the praise but was as stubborn as usual. "That doesn't mean I shouldn't study at all."

"Then bring your books and study while I'm doing paperwork... but I'd really like you to be there to keep me company during patrols."

Misaka's tone suddenly changed to a bitter one as she said, "Then why not just bring your precious Shokuhou?"

Misaka was an inherently jealous person, which obviously caused quite a few problems in this three way relationship. Luckily Kuroko's devotion and love towards both of her girlfriends was the one thing that was so obvious she had no need to defend it and Misaka rarely felt like a third wheel for very long, especially considering just how hard Kuroko worked to make sure everything was inclusive of both of the level fives to ensure neither of them would ever feel left out.

Because of this Kuroko's response for when Onee-sama got like this wasn't to assure her that she mattered just as much as Shokuhou-senpai did, she let her actions make that much perfectly clear, rather, she had different tactics.

"When it's just Shokuhou-senpai and myself she gets so affectionate and it becomes so much harder to get any work done," she said truthfully, hoping to use the older girl's jealousy to her favor. "Things are so much more calm and enjoyable when it's both of you."

Kuroko knew she had convinced Misaka when the older girl sighed and leaned towards her, cheek resting upon the teleporter's auburn hair, "Fine," misaka replied quietly.

Kuroko nuzzled the other girl's neck. "Thank you," she said before returning to studying. After twenty minutes Kuroko heard the shower turn off, meaning Shokuhou-senpai would be out in a few minutes. Kuroko tapped Misaka on the shoulder to remind her of this and the pair packed up, Kuroko gathering Shokuhou-senpai's things as well. They finished just in time for the third member of the trio to join them.

They then went down for breakfast and roll call. The older girls, at Kuroko's insistence, sat down with an empty seat between them. Kuroko then went to get the pair's breakfast, which were specially made each morning by a maid who particularly admired the level fives and was willing to go out of her way to make them.

The maid fixed Kuroko with a glare as she picked up the meals but Kuroko simply smiled back and thanked her. The teleporter was far too happy with the way things were going to care about the fact that pretty much everyone in the school and dorms now hated her with an even more fiery determination than they had before.

She walked the breakfasts and herself back to the table and handed them to the respective level five. It was fairly easy to remember which was which. Shokuhou-senpai's breakfast had the essentials buried under enough sweets and pastries to open a bakery whereas Onee-sama's was a western style breakfast with a balance of sweet and savory foods.

Kuroko would then get her own breakfast, one of the pre-made ones that was the more standard fare for the students in the Dorms. She preferred a more Japanese style breakfast, with miso soup and rice, to her girlfriends westernized tastes.

The three ate and talked about various things. Kuroko asked Shokuhou-senpai if she wanted to accompany her to Judgment after school and the blond immediately accepted.

Kuroko finished eating quickly and began her daily task of making sure her two girlfriends were looking as beautiful as possible, straightening up Onee-sama's clothes and brushing Shokuhou-senpai's long beautiful hair, which the blond had been too tired to do earlier.

After breakfast and roll call they headed off to school. It had taken Kuroko several days to find her preferred method for walking with her girlfriends. At first she had linked arms with them but the formation was cumbersome and too intimate for Misaka. She had then tried holding hands with the two of them, but that had felt too distant for Kuroko.

So she had come up with a compromise, linking arms with Shokuhou-senpai while holding hands with Misaka.

Misaka would still let go if there were people watching though so Kuroko had spent an entire night pouring over maps and exploring the Gardens of Education in order to plot a course from the dorm to the school that would allow the three of them to avoid people for the maximum amount of time without risking them being late for school.

School itself was not too difficult. Kuroko had long since learned how to deal with a class full of people who hated her guts, so things hadn't become any more difficult despite her increased notoriety.

She would spend every break with one of the two level fives. first, third, and fifth period with Misaka, and second, forth, and sixth period with Shokuhou. Lunch was usually spent with the both of them, but at times Kuroko and Misaka were alone while Shokuhou spent lunch with her faction.

After school, they took another back alley route to Judgment. Kuroko did her paperwork first, giving the two level fives a bit of time to study and do homework, letting them unwind from their long school day.

When Kuroko couldn't bear writing another apology letter or filling out another form she stuffed the rest of the work in her bag and told Konori that she was going off on patrol.

Since Kuroko was technically on the job she did not link arms or hold hands as the trio walked down the streets, but that didn't mean that the time wasn't enjoyable as they discussed all sorts of things, such as how their tests went that day or what they could do when Kuroko was done with work.

They decided to go to a diner for something to eat then head back early so that Misaka could watch the last couple episodes of Akiya Sora she needed to see before the new episode tonight. Kuroko reluctantly agreed, knowing that it was a good way for her two girlfriends to get closer but disappointed that they couldn't do it in a way that would be more fun for her... like sex.

Unfortunately, even Shokuhou-senpai got angry that time she suggested it, so she decided that that she wouldn't ask again until they'd been going out for at least a month.

Instead she finished up the paperwork for Judgment as well as her homework as the others settled into bed for their little terrible-soap-opera marathon.

After a few hours they finally finished watching all the old episodes along with the new one and they all got ready for bed.

"I have work early tomorrow, do you want me to wake you guys up?"

"Nah," Shokuhou yawned as she pulled on a see through blue negligee, "I'd prefer to sleep in."

"I have to agree," Misaka called through the bathroom door as she pulled on her gekota pajamas in private, "it's late so I'd like plenty of sleep before I have to wake up tomorrow."

"Ok," Kuroko said as she pulled on her own transparent purple chemise before climbing into the middle of the bed, joined shortly after by Shokuhou and then Misaka. She gave each of them a kiss goodnight before the trio drifted off to sleep.

'Soft' was Misaka's first thought as she began waking up the next morning. It was far too soft to be either a pillow or Kuroko, even her sleep addled brain knew that. Even without opening her eyes she knew there was only one thing it could be... that accursed chest of her busty blond room-mate.

If Shokuhou was cuddling up to Misaka instead of Kuroko then it meant that the teleporter must be gone, a hypothesis that was instantly verified by Mikoto's electrical sense. She could not hear the shower or feel the electricity that would signal the bathroom light was on so she knew Kuroko wasn't in the bathroom. Further more, she couldn't feel the humidity that hung in the air for a while after someone had used the shower, meaning Kuroko had been gone for a while.

Misaka then remembered that Kuroko had Judgment work this morning so she wasn't particularly worried about the younger girl's absence though it did cause a slight issue. She was now alone with the other level five who currently had her pressed tightly to her too-big-for-a-middle-schooler chest.

Though Misaka would never admit to thinking it, this situation wasn't necessarily unpleasant. The blond was soft and warm with the pleasant scent of a bakery around her. She didn't snore or toss and turn in the middle of the night, nor did she drool. Shokuhou was definitely not the worst person to sleep with or wake up next to.

But Misaka had no idea what to do. It was weird and difficult enough dealing with her when Kuroko was present to take the pressure off, but whenever the pair were left alone things became so much more awkward.

Up until a few weeks ago this person was her rival, her enemy, and now... she didn't know what Shokuhou was to her now.

The electromaster sighed and tried to escape from the embrace without waking the other girl, but she failed miserably, stirring the telepath almost immediately.

She saw those sparkling eyes open, looking at her briefly before a grin fell upon that face as Shokuhou leant forward.

'Soft' Misaka thought again as the blond's lips pressed against her own for about 3 seconds before she summoned up enough presence of mind to push Shokuhou away from her, backing up as far as she could with a vibrant blush upon her face. "What the hell?!" She yelled angrily.

With the sunlight illuminating her golden hair coupled with an innocent smile upon her face, Shokuhou almost looked like an angel as she gazed at Misaka, "I'm not used to waking up without my 'Good morning' kiss. Kuroko's gone so I thought that you wouldn't mind filling in." The shock laced push and the prospect of teasing her favorite electromaster was enough to wake her up quickly.

"Yeah, well I do!" Misaka frowned deeply at the girl.

The innocent smile shifted to a look of slight hurt that also would not have been out of place adorning the face of a cherub, "Why is that, don't you like me, Misaka-san?" Shokuhou said as she began crawling towards Misaka again, "we're both in this relationship together, it won't be good if we don't get along."

"I'm in this for Kuroko, not you," Misaka sparked angrily.

"She wants us to get along better, and I do too..." she said, still crawling closer.

"I might believe you if you ever stopped teasing me." Misaka retorted stubbornly.

"That's just how I show my love, Misaka-san," Shokuhou said, her voice still the picture of innocence and naivety, despite the devilish look in her eye. Misaka tried back up further but found that she was now up against the wall.

"That's a pretty shitty way to show your love," Misaka said.

"And zapping people is better?" Shokuhou asked, her eyebrow raised. Misaka was about to protest when The Queen sighed, "perhaps you're right." She put a gloved hand on Misaka's lap before putting her head on the electro master's thighs, completely disregarding the warning sparks that danced among her fringe, "I should show you my love in a more normal way... How about you and I go on a date?"

"Why in the world would I want to go on a date with you!" Misaka snarked and was about to push the telepath off of her when suddenly she heard the blond say something that made her stop in her tracks. "What... what did you just say," Misaka asked, wanting to make sure she heard it correctly.

"There's a girl in my faction who likes that little green mascot you adore so much, that Gekota. She told me about a secret event going on at the cafe she works at. Apparently they're giving away a limited edition keychain to a lucky few people who win their raffle," Shokuhou elaborated as her finger traced a circle around one of the dark green frog heads on the electro master's pajamas.

"Are you being serious?" Misaka asked suspiciously, looking down at the blond who was nuzzling her lap.

"Of course I'm serious Misaka-san," she smiled as she looked back up at the other girl, "Kuroko-chan doesn't really approve of your obsession with that frog thing, but I wouldn't mind going there with you."

"Why? What do you want?"

Shokuhou adopted the same innocent smile as before as she rose up to look Misaka in the eyes. She put her hand on the electro master's cheek, and though she was quickly swatted away she didn't falter once as she said, "I want to get along better, that's all. And this is the first step."

Misaka was a little unsure. She didn't trust Shokuhou but, she didn't seem to be lying here and if she was telling the truth and Misaka refused to believe her then she would miss out on a chance to get a Gekota. If she was lying and Misaka believed her then she would just waste a little time that she had no plans to occupy anyway...

"Ok then, but it's not a date," Misaka finally decided.

"Excellent. I'll let you get ready first, make sure you look your best for our date," the blond teased as she backed up enough to let Misaka get off the bed and go to the bathroom.

"NOT A DATE!" Misaka reiterated. Her voice was loud and insistent, a fact which only brought out yet another giggle from the other girl.

After the usual morning routine the pair headed off, Shokuhou leading the way looking far too happy as Misaka trailed along, looking quite gloomy by comparison. She was still suspicious about this whole thing and that ruined any excitement she might have felt about this expedition... that was until they arrived at the cafe and she saw the sign outside the shop advertising the special raffle.

"Each piece of cake bought buys one ticket (with a maximum of five tickets per person) for the raffle. One hundred tickets would be given out in total and twenty limited edition "Patisserie" Gekota keychains will be given out to the lucky winners."

Misaka did the math quickly and determined that if they each got five pieces they were practically guaranteed to win. They might even get two! Misaka grinned in excitement as she entered the cafe and sat down at the nearest table. Shokuhou strolled in and sat across from her at the booth Misaka had chosen.

"See what a little belief will get you, Misaka-san?" She gloated.

Misaka looked a bit chastised, "Sorry for not believing in you." she apologized, an amazing fact in and of itself considering how hard it was for the electro master to admit she was wrong.

"It's ok, I can hardly blame you." Shokuhou admitted as the waitress came to the table and she began ordering. Misaka got five to maximize her chances of winning, and Shokuhou got seven, though only got five tickets for those seven pieces, because she had missed breakfast and loved cake.

As they ate they talked a bit. Shokuhou asked her about Gekota ("What is the significance of the little frog thing anyway") and Misaka was more than happy to regale her with the tale of Gekota as she choked down the five pieces of cake, each one harder to get down than the

previous.

Much like with Kuroko and kung fu movies, Shokuhou found the way Misaka talked and acted as she spoke about the little green mascot far more interesting than anything she was saying.

People really revealed themselves when they discussed things they were passionate about.

Once the explanation and the cakes were finished Misaka gathered up the raffle tickets and went to the counter to see if any were winners. Shokuhou watched as her bright smiled slowly dropped as each one was revealed to be a losing number. By the end Misaka looked even more gloomy than she did on the way here. Even the raffle associate looked sad as she told Misaka that that number wasn't a winner either.

Shokuhou giggled. "Oh, Misaka-san," she called to the electro master, who turned to look at her only to see the five tickets that Shokuhou had received being held out to her.

She walked back over to the table, "But... those are yours..." Misaka said.

"Oh, they're not free..." Shokuhou droned with a grin.

Misaka rolled her eyes, but the lure of Gekota was strong. "What do you want?"

"A compliment. For each ticket you have to say something nice about me."

"What?" Misaka blushed deeply.

"It'll deepen our friendship. If you want I can give you one too," Shokuhou's grin widened as she held the first ticket aloft, "number one: you're adorable when you blush."

Misaka's blush deepened in color as she tried to hide it with a hand. This was humiliating, but still... Gekota... "You have pretty hair."

Shokuhou giggled and hand over a ticket. Misaka went over to the raffle to cash it in, hoping that it would be a winner so she wouldn't have to give any more compliments.

No such luck.

"Number two," Shokuhou began as Misaka came back to the table, "you have a dazzling smile."

Misaka covered her face with both hands as she mumbled something into her palms. "A little louder Misaka-san," the Queen told her.

"You smell nice," Misaka said a bit louder and was handed the second ticket with an even bigger smile from the blond.

Another loser.

"Number three: You're a lot more humble than most people in your situation would be."

"Like you?" Misaka snarked.

"Tsk tsk," Shokuhou tutted, "that isn't a compliment."

The electromaster tugged at the fringe of her hair, "You're really smart."

Another ticket, another loser.

"Number four," Shokuhou said in a sing-song voice, "your lips are soft and sweet."

There were no words that could describe just how deep red Misaka's face was, "you're a bully."

"I'm complimenting, you, how is that bullying?" Shokuhou grinned a grin that stung more than a thousand insults, "and that wasn't a compliment either by the way."

Misaka practically growled at that but calmed down quickly, reminding herself that it was all for Gekota. "You're really... mature," she said with a quick glance at a particular region. It was obvious to both parties that Misaka was not talking about her personality.

Shokuhou grinned as she handed the fourth ticket to the electromaster.

It lost as well.

"Number five," The Queen grinned as she held the final ticket aloft, "you're really dedicated. When it comes to things and people you like you're willing to do anything, no matter how humiliating. Not just Gekota either... for Kuroko-chan as well. I know you'd do anything for her. I hope some day I can be one of those people as well."

Misaka looked up at the other girl curiously, amazed by her words and even more amazed as she handed the electromaster the last raffle ticket. "I've had my fun now. Take it. I hope you win," she said with a smile.

Misaka wordlessly went up and handed the ticket to the girl at the counter who smiled at her, "this feels like a winner," she said comfortingly and consulted the chart.

The girl's face fell as she looked. She glanced back at Misaka and said, "Sorry..."

"It's ok," the chestnut haired girl said as she sighed and went back to the table, picking up her bag and leaving without another word.

She hadn't gotten very far when she heard footsteps behind her and felt the approach of the other level five. "Oh, Misaka-san," she called.

"What?" she asked, about to turn around when she saw something being dangled in front of her face: it was a little Gekota keychain in a patisserie outfit.

"Huh... how…?" Misaka sputtered out in surprise.

Shokuhou smiled as she appeared in front of Misaka, "It turns out the employees were given one each. The person who was doing the raffle gave hers to the girl in my faction so she had two. Of course, being a loyal subject, she decided to give one to her Queen. Of course this childish thing doesn't suit my taste so as much as I'd like to keep it I prefer it go to someone who will appreciate it more."

Misaka reached out her hand only for Shokuhou to yank it out of her reach. "Ah ah ah, this isn't free either."

"What do you want?" Misaka half-begged half-screamed, irritation and desperation obvious in her voice.

"Hmm... I wonder... it's a lot more valuable than a ticket so I can ask for a lot more... a hug, a cuddle, a kiss? Or maybe I can make you do something embarrassing, like kneeling before me and begging. Or perhaps I can just make you call me the Queen for the rest of your life." Shokuhou tapped her chin as she thought of the possibilities. "oh I know," she grinned as she stepped forward and clasped Misaka's hand in her own, pressing the keychain into her palm, "How about a smile?"

"W-what?" Misaka asked, absolutely sure she heard that wrong. She had braced herself for an unreasonable demand and when she had heard her going through all the things she could make Misaka do she was sure that an unreasonable demand was what it would be.

"A smile," the Queen repeated, tugging up the corners of Misaka's mouth to force a smile before letting go, "you look so gloomy. This is a date, you're supposed to be happy."

Misaka looked at the blond as if she had gone insane, then her face broke out into a smile and she laughed. "Thank you, Shokuhou-san...I've figured out that fifth compliment... You're a lot nicer than you let on. You tease and bully people, but when it matters you're a really good person, to Kuroko and to me. I know we fight a lot but... I do consider you a friend, and I would do anything for you..." she said with a genuine smile.

Shokuhou looked surprised for a second, then she smiled back. She gave a hearty giggle and spun around on her heel, bounding forward a few steps. "Oh, that is just perfect," she sang in a voice of barely concealed glee and mischief. Alarms went off in Misaka's head as she saw the blond pull something out of her pocket and her face paled as she heard a click and then her own voice emanating from the blond's hand.

"Thank you, Shokuhou-senpai," Misaka's voice, slightly distorted by the old fashion tape recorder, said, " I've figured out that fifth compliment... You're a lot nicer than you let on. You tease and bully people, but when it matters you're a really good person, to Kuroko and to me... I know we fight a lot but... I do consider you a friend, and I would do anything for you..."

Misaka blushed deep as Shokuhou giggled and took off running, playing all the compliments that she had received from Misaka one after the other. The electromaster was hot on her heels, chasing her all throughout the district.

Author's Note: Well here it is (again), the first chapter in my new Addiction-verse story "Side Effects". I decided to make this first chapter as fluffy and light as possible before the second chapter injects some plot and drama into the story.

Quite a few people asked me for a sequel to Addiction and, while I believe it was fine as a threeshot I also saw that it did have potential to be expanded upon. So I thought and thought about it and decided to create this, "Side Effects". It's kind of a slice of life piece without a real overarching plot though some chapters, like this and the next one, are directly related and others will have many references to previous chapters and events.

This is quite a fun story to write so I'll be doing bits and pieces of it here and there for a while whenever my other story gets a bit too hard to write and I need a break.

Anyway, I hope you enjoyed this and look forward to more.