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[darkest0knight]

Okay, leaving Halloween and all that aside, it's Thanksgiving tomorrow for Canadians.  And I know there aren't that many of us here but I think we still ought to try and have a dinner or something.  Except I have no idea how to cook a turkey and would probably blow up the kitchen if I even tried to attempt it.  Turkey sandwiches, maybe?  We could

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[thatsmyjob]

Enjoy your festivities.

[darkest0knight]

He says as if he isn't invited.

[thatsmyjob]

Still in the hide under a quilt and pretend the world does not exist mode.

[darkest0knight]

Too bad, you're coming. And you're bringing a pie.

[thatsmyjob]

Nupe.

I'm still at a level of mortification that requires pajamas and a locked bedroom door.

[darkest0knight]

You're going to have to get over it, Thom. It was a curse, they happen. And I'm not going to let you hide forever.

And it's Thanksgiving and you owe me a pie.

[thatsmyjob]

I am not hiding forever, just a nice week or so of staring comatose at a wall seems to be fair.

I'll send over a pie.

[darkest0knight]

I don't want to see the pie. I want to see you. You can have today to stare at the wall.

[thatsmyjob]

Listen, I sincerely appreciate the offer, Tony but I just wouldn't be good company.

[darkest0knight]

But...

Okay, fine.

[thatsmyjob]

What kind of pie would you like?

[darkest0knight]

Any kind's good.

[thatsmyjob]

How about I make a couple. Pumpkin and a chocolate mousse?

[ooc: Chocolate mousse=Thom's attempt at an apology?]

[darkest0knight]

Sure, okay.

[ooc: Crestfallen Tony is crestfallen.]

[thatsmyjob]

Okay, I'll send them over in the morning.

[ooc: Awww, why crestfallen?]

[darkest0knight]

Who are you going to get to deliver them?

[ooc: It's his first real Thanksgiving. Henry doesn't eat turkey, you know. He wants all of the pseudo-family there.]