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[my_pleasure]

[ in the mess hall, someone is hanging up a banner, with a hastily scrawled "ONE YEAR" on it. There are no treats or sparkles or anything though. Boring! ]

Che, don't throw me a party, I'll throw one for myself. Don't need camp to do that for me.

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[archaelologist]

[what is this giant cake doing here]

[my_pleasure]

[ What indeed. That wasn't there before. ]

[archaelologist]

[SUDDENLY,

one confused lady pirate covered in cake]

[my_pleasure]

[ . . . ]

It's a nice look for you. I like it.

[archaelologist]

It's a bit of a waste though, isn't it?

[my_pleasure]

If I didn't know any better, I would say you were baiting me to make some sort of suggestive remark.

[archaelologist]

Would I do that?

[my_pleasure]

No, of course not. A lady such as yourself would never lower herself to such treachery. Am I right?

[archaelologist]

Of course. I'd be far more upfront about it.

[my_pleasure]

What a classy lady. How have you been fairing, then, ma'am? Enjoyed your year in camp?

[archaelologist]

It's been interesting.

[my_pleasure]

Just interesting, and nothing more?

[archaelologist]

Hm. Exciting?

[my_pleasure]

Interesting and exciting. Hmm...

[archaelologist]

And how was your year?

[my_pleasure]

Eventful. To say the least, anyway.