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I'll have your cake ready for judgment this weekend. Maybe around Saturday afternoon?

Works for me. Is there anything I should bring to help celebrate the end of our friendship?

Probably some booze to make the parting easier for me. We can spike the coffee. Or just order in some food and have it with dinner.

Hey, that's not exactly fair since I can't get drunk. What's going to make it easier for me?

[And then a second message:]

Takeout sounds good, though.

The cake would? And the takeout. Any particular requests for that, by the way?

[They are just terrible at this friendship break-up thing.]

[Terrible, absolutely horrible. Steve will keep up the act, though -- he's persistent that way.]

All right, fine, I'll bring you some booze. Any preferences?

As for the food, you can't really go wrong with Chinese.

Chinese it is. I'll order extra everything. And since you won't get drunk anyway, you might as well pick something you like the taste of.

I really like those crab wontons. Get three orders of those.

I will as long as you promise not to finish all the fried rice and egg drop soup this time. That might put these negotiations in danger.

Isn't it the end of our friendship that we're negotiating? Seems like a perfect time to eat all the food.

And here I thought you were the one fighting to save this relationship.

If all I have to do to save it is not eat your food, then sure, deal.

Hey, hey, it's not that simple, okay. There are a lot of intricacies to this friendship than just food.

Do I get some kind of check list, then?

I'll make sure to have a comprehensive on printed out for you when you get here on Saturday.

[It will probably consist of things like, "teeth are too blindingly perfect" and "takes up too much space when ~~cuddling~~ on the couch". And yes, that strike out would be visible.]

I'll be ready for it, then.

[On the bright side, Steve would just let Sam lay on top of him. Space problem solved.]

I promise not to make you jumps through hoops or anything.

[That works, too. Sam would probably protest half-heartedly then doze off on top of him.]

Literally speaking, jumping through hoops wouldn't be too hard for me.

See, now you're just tempting me. And what about if they're figurative hoops? What then, Steve?

Edited (missed 1 word, bwuh) 2014-08-29 15:05 (UTC)

I guess it depends on what kind of figurative hoops.

Luckily for you, I like you enough that I've already promised against those hoops. Let's just see if our love and friendship will prevail on Saturday.

I have a good feeling about this.

Ooh, confident, are we? Remember - no eating everything.

I'm not a vacuum cleaner.

I stand corrected. See you?

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