(Backdated to 11/21)

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[At this very moment, the Pie-Maker was nestled behind a table out in the snow. Although the Pie-Maker would later reflect on the irony of putting him out in the cold for a task that facilitated warmth amongst people, right now all he could think was,]

Damn, it's cold. Uh. I mean. Hello. Or, uh, Guten Tag?

[For, behind the Pie-Maker (and slightly

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Hola, como esta?

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...Yeah, I don't actually speak any of the languages. That would be Chuck.

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I don't either. I don't even speak much English, so it's good that camp translates.

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I agree. Though Chuck keeps up with her Japanese pretty well.

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She does?

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She knows a lot of languages. She learned them growing up listening to language education tapes.

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Huh. That's kinda cool, I guess.

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It's been pretty useful on occasion, and it can't be a bad thing to know a lot of languages.

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It's a talent Ned doesn't have.

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We can't all be gifted in all ways.

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Ned already has a good gift.

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My pies are award-winning, you know.

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Mn! So you're both talented people!

I'm the boring one, how'd that happen.

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I wouldn't say that at all. You make a good snowperson.

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I'll get a career in it one day I'm sure.

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Making snowpeople is the first step for becoming a profession sculptor, you know.