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"How do you figure?"
"Good. Thank you."
"Yeah, I want to split it with you."
"No, you."
She huffed, crossing her arms. "Fine. We'll just never see each other again, then."
"Oh my God."
"Will you have some?"
"You are."
"Fine. Then I'll crash on your couch."
"When?"
Her expression softened and she looked around for a moment to make sure no one was looking before kissing him deeply. "You're so sweet..."
"You're great."
She squinted at him for a moment before brightening. "Then you'll crash on the couch, right?"
"Don't fall."
She took the bag curiously and kissed his cheek. "What's this?"
"It's great."
"I'll... I don't know. Steal stuff, I guess."
"Be careful."
"It sure is good to see you, though," she said earnestly, looking up at him.
"Hm. Okay, then."
