Acknowledgements:

Omi as always
The BTN8rs - with apologies
The BTN Chatters - for their support

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only my own writing and characters.

As the credits rolled, Charlie reached for the remote and turned the TV off.

"Well... That was..."

"Yeah..." Amita sat beside him, equally stunned.

"Those European movies... They're really very, um... European." Charlie shifted on the couch, uncomfortable.

"I didn't get the thing with the fish tank," Amita muttered. "Or the bicycle."

"I had an idea about the bicycle," Charlie mused. "Or I thought I did. But then I got distracted by the birds."

"Yeah, the birds..." Amita blinked a few times. "Hey, do you want to watch Letterman?"

"Okay." Charlie reached for the remote and turned the TV back on. Once he changed the channel Amita snuggled up beside him and he put his arm around her, both content.

As the credits rolled, Don knocked the remote off the sofa, pushing Robin's skirt up higher as he settled between her legs, kissing her avidly as he pressed her into the couch with his body.

"I love European movies," Robin mumbled between kisses, tugging Don's shirt out of his pants then feverishly trying to get it unbuttoned. "They're inspiring..."

"Yeah..." Don paused long enough to pull Robin's shirt over her head and toss it aside, burying his face in her cleavage. "Inspiring..."