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[its_the_mask]

*Boy's 15 -- or rather, outside Boy's 15. The doors and windows are strategically left open and smoke is slowly dissipating out of them. Sophie, Robin and Will are standing on the grass outside the cabin, watching the smoke clear.*

... at least the cake's all right?

((OOC: Sophie's just gone to bed guys, she says she will continue tomorrow!

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[goodwillrising]

*this is A LOOK.*

[worthtempting]

I turn my back for one moment...

[goodwillrising]

That was pretty impressive actually.

[worthtempting]

I didn't realize that such a small thing could produce so much smoke.

[its_the_mask]

I'm not that small.

[worthtempting]

....I meant the tea-towel.

[goodwillrising]

*sharing an amused glance with Sophie and tactfully changing the subject.*

No longer a tea towel I think. Do you have a dusting rag?

[worthtempting]

No, not so much. We do indeed.

[dustrag get!]

[goodwillrising]

Waste not, want not?

[worthtempting]

Always wise advice.

[goodwillrising]

Dangerous advice, I think. You don't know where to stop.

[worthtempting]

It is possible to be too frugal, I suppose.

[goodwillrising]

I was thinking more of packing for a holiday.

[worthtempting]

I've never been on holiday, so I wouldn't know.

[goodwillrising]

Well, first you're told to check you have everything. Then you're told that we'll never fit it in the trunk. Then you lug it with you everywhere. After that you have to unpack it all. Finally you leave and you have to make sure you haven't forgotten anything. But you do anyway.

[worthtempting]

That sounds like a terrible lot of bother. I think I shall continue to travel light.