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"Yes. We'll see."
"I love you, too."
"But you can pull people over."
"I'll work on it," she said embarrassedly. "That way I can do it all the way next time."
"Well.. I suppose we could get one tonight because Dad is back. Special occasion."
"It does."
"Why do you say that? Don't you want to pull people over?"
"You did?"
"I know. Just ask to see."
He took her hand. "Because you're you."
"But I could see you pulling me over.
"I didn't do anything. Nothing changed."
She chuckled. "Normally I would say no, not tonight, but.." she glanced up at Jack. "You should ask Papa."
He flushed. "Thank you.'
"I could actually see that."
She released his hand with a small smile. "I'll get it soon."
"Uh huh. Did he say what kind of cake?"
He grinned. "Of course."
"I'll work on it."
She took his hand before closing her eyes and concentrating. He would feel strange for a moment, as if there was a part of him that wasn't there...
