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Pippa ran into the communal kitchen and tossed her backpack onto one of the kitchen counters and asked, "Guess what ?"
"You learned Trigonometry," Tony said.
"I tree, Uncle Tony," Pippa said. "I don't know what that is."
"I'm a grown man and I don't know what that is," Clint said. "They barely taught me the easy math in the circus."
"Why do you say dat?" Pippa asked. "You didn't runaway to the circus ."
"Technically we joined a traveling carnival," Clint said.
"Did not," Pippa said.
"Fraid so," Clint said, looking at his and Phil's daughter grateful that she'd never know his and Barney's life.
"Wanna see, Daddy?" Pippa asked.
"Always," Clint said.
Pippa stood in the middle of the kitchen, dropped to the ground and rolled across the floor.
"Why are you mopping the floor with your clothes?" Clint asked.
"She's not," Pepper sai,. "she must have learned stop, drop and roll today."
"What's that?" Clint asked.
"The fire lady said it's what to do if you get on fire," Pippa said.
"They teach that to little kids in school?" Clint asked.
"I think the fire department came to kindergarten when I was 5," Pepper said.
"Who knew?" Clint asked.