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“I’m so confused.”
“Nope. Don’t do that.”
“Make stacks of pancakes.”
He frowned at her, his brows furrowed.
"Right, right. We can do that. What else?"
She seemed completely bewildered. "What?"
"Hush. Let me indulge."
He gave her a strange look. "Make pancakes."
"No," he said immediately, shaking his head. "I don't want you to go. I just... I gotta figure out some place to sleep."
"What else does a celebration require?"
She raised an eyebrow. "What do you mean?"
"Stop what?"
"My pancake quest."
He was quiet for a moment, slowly scrubbing a dish in the sink. "I've been... thinking about moving to another room," he said tentatively,...
"Yeah. I mean, we already have fireworks, right?"
She leaned against him. "Does a set that contains all other sets that don't contain themselves contain itself?"
"I can be both."
"I need to finish my quest."
His brow furrowed and he looked down at the stove. "Some sort of quiche thing. My mom taught it to me a long time ago," he said, glancing up at her.
"We should plan a celebration tonight."
