"Okay," Francine agreed, grinning and reaching in vain for the bag that was... somewhere over there. Dammit. Oh hey, look, that maneuver somehow ended up with Francine a heck of a lot closer. How ever did that happen. "I like your cookies." Even if she couldn't reach them.
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Date: 2009-06-13 10:36 pm (UTC)