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"Wow. That's rude."
"I totally would."
"Yes."
She sighed. "..Fine. You're not allowed to get mad later."
"Jack, please."
"What are you doing?"
"I'd let you have them."
"How kind."
She frowned. "You won't want that.."
"Oh, come on now."
He started to sit.
"I promise! They get in the way."
He grinned. "You will?"
"What if it's a new place that looks exactly like your home?"
"You started it."
"Move your legs so I can sit down, then."
"It's the truth!"
He nodded. "Good."
She leaned into his touch longingly before sighing and helping him. "Come on.. Let's get you home.
She chuckled, standing and taking her plate. "Maybe not."
