Cameron had already packed his bag as he'd be leaving for California right after the memorial service. It was always good to be prepared, but sadly enough that left him with nothing much to do until this evening
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"Hell yes dude. I never say no to cookies. Or food in general." says Dick. "Pretty much the only reason I'm stopping by Neptune before Mexico is so I can eat dinner at my house. The cook there is awesome."
Cameron tossed him the box. "Man, I miss homecooked meals. There might be plenty of food here, but it's just not the same," he paused and frowned. "Especially not when the food makes you act all weird."
Dick took a few cookies out of the box and popped one into his mouth. "See, homecooked meals are sometimes an iffy thing at the Casablancas residence. Right now we've got an awesome cook but when my Dad was married to my ex-stepmom Sadie she tried to make all the meals herself. God, they were horrible. I ate a lot at Logan's during that period."
"I'm pretty sure the cook will be here to stay since my Dad's current girlfriend doesn't look like much of a cook. She looks more like a Playboy Playmate."
"Uh..." Cameron was left staring as he had not much of a clue how to respond to that. Dick didn't seem all too bothered about anything, though. "Where's your mom? If you don't mind me asking."
"She's in Europe with her husband. I wanna say his name is John but it might be Jack." Dick says, shrugging. "She comes to visit once or twice a year."
Dick didn't look bothered by this at all. He just took another out of the box and ate it.
Dick shrugged again. "Not really. I think he misses me more than I miss him. Most of his Neptune friends are his friends through me so I don't know if he hangs out with them much anymore."
"And he's dying to come here after what I've told him." he says, grinning. "He totally wants to fight off trolls."
"Yeah but you've never seen him. He's like this big." says Dick holding his thumb and forefinger apart a few inches. "A light breeze can knock him over."
"He's seen too many movies where the big dorks save the day." says Dick. He finishes a last cookie before wiping the crumbs off on his pants. "I better head out. I've got, ugh, laundry to do before I leave this weekend."
"Let's just hope I don't turn my socks pink this time."
"See, I don't think you got the purpose of going home. Normally people should do the laundry for you there," Cameron joked. "Have fun in Mexico, okay. Just not too much."
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"I'm pretty sure the cook will be here to stay since my Dad's current girlfriend doesn't look like much of a cook. She looks more like a Playboy Playmate."
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Dick didn't look bothered by this at all. He just took another out of the box and ate it.
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"And he's dying to come here after what I've told him." he says, grinning. "He totally wants to fight off trolls."
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"Let's just hope I don't turn my socks pink this time."
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