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[professionalcorpse]

okay, in what is probably the most tragic announcement i've ever had to make in my life: i have too many cookies. i can't keep them in my cabin. legally.

anybody want some?

there are thin mints.

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[bubblewrapped]

But doesn't being on the lam from a well organized army of preteens while earning your high school diploma sound like a great action movie hook?

[professionalcorpse]

maybe if i have to win back your affections AND my dubious academic standing?

[bubblewrapped]

I can pretend that you'd need to win back my affections, but I won't be very good at it.

[professionalcorpse]

i feel like you'd be owed it after i spent two years in the slammer. i'd make some grand gestures.

[bubblewrapped]

Will they involve skeletons?

[professionalcorpse]

they could TOTALLY involve skeletons.

[bubblewrapped]

Why did I ever leave you to begin with?

[professionalcorpse]

the jail sentence, probably.

[bubblewrapped]

Huh. I should learn patience. You'll win me back pretty quickly with the skeletons thing, though.

[professionalcorpse]

you couldn't be certain if i'd ever make it out. i mean, the tunnel took a real long time.

[bubblewrapped]

Three solid years I waited. Everyone told me that you'd died digging that tunnel. That I should've brought at least a spade. But then the cake would've been too big.

[professionalcorpse]

man, that's so romantic. i'm gonna get you SO many skeletons.

[bubblewrapped]

A skeleton house of my own. You're too good to me.

[professionalcorpse]

you deserve a house of skeletons with at LEAST one really good pizza place within walking distance.

[bubblewrapped]

New York style?

[professionalcorpse]

that's the only style, lucas.

[bubblewrapped]

Of course. My mistake.

[professionalcorpse]

why you gotta be like that?

[bubblewrapped]

Like what?

[professionalcorpse]

subtly questioning the finest of pizzas. my heart, lucas. it hurts.

[bubblewrapped]

We Atlantans are pizza peasants. We get our pizzas from a Hut. Occasionally a nice brick oven place. I promise it was a question asked in ignorance.

[professionalcorpse]

it's okay. i'm gonna teach you how to be a pizza snob. you'll be scoffing at chicago deep-dish in no time.

[bubblewrapped]

You're so generous with the gifts, today. First cookies. Then skeletons. Being able to lord random knowledge over others is one of my favorite things.

[professionalcorpse]

i told you, i'm winning back your affections. grand, skeletal gestures and information style.

[bubblewrapped]

Well, let me just say, you are nailing it.