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"Then am I going to say next?"
She pursed her lips. "Looking at you."
She stuck her tongue out at him. "It's a shame there's no remedy for making someone nicer."
He chuckled slightly. "Geniuses."
"You don't have future vision."
She took his hand with a smile, swinging her arm slightly. "Yup."
"Oh, okay. That makes sense."
"Thank you," he replied, putting the pan on and pouring some of the mix in.
He tilted his head in confusion.
She glanced at him, small grin on her face. "You're cute."
"I'm not psychic. I just know your past life."
She rolled her eyes, leading the way.
"Don't I?"
"There certainly is not."
"No, you are not."
She glared at him. "There is nothing wrong with that."
"How would you know?"
She nodded. "I like cats."
"I like you, Adeline."
"Of the area?"
