[A: 1648 Albright Lane; Locked to all Housemates]
[Cain is in the kitchen... or what now looks like a disaster zone. The young clone has flour all over him, batter in his hair and a huge derp grin on his face. It still felt so freeing to do something so messy and non-productive, it made him feel almost like he was doing something forbidden. He's
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[He smiles down at Cain, raising an eyebrow and tilting his head] Hello there Cain. Come in! To what do I owe the pleasure?
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[He beams, stepping in and offering the box.]
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Do come in then, I cannot wait to try it.
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Do you live here with many other people?
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Here, take a seat. Do you want anything to drink?
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Isn't it natural to worry about your friends, Mr. Kent?
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But of course, but I promise you I am alright and capable to take care of myself. Will you be having a slice of the pie too?
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[He grabs a fork to take a bite then!]
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[He hasn't really had many before.]
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This tastes heavenly, Cain.
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I hope in time you can count me among those friends.
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[omnomnomnom look at the cake disappear what would Ma Kent say!] I'm somehow offended.
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[He's not used to making friends so easily, usually he has to work much harder to be accepted.]
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