It's been a few hours. No, the tea didn't help; he's nervous, twitchy, can't keep still. Obviously the thing to do is wall himself up in a kitchen and cook with ridiculous amounts of onions.
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Higher than a fucking kite, would be the expression.]
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[Kicking her feet.]
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Don't exaggerate.
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[She's keeping cigarettes in the holster with her gun. She reaches for them, draws one out, and lights it.]
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[With the china swept aside, he's got an egg poised over bowl number 2.]
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[She promises, taking a long drag, then another.]
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Don't tell Matt, okay?
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Matt who?
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[Oh, the quiet contempt when he says that.]
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[She meant him, and her, and it would never have entered Light's head to speak of it to anyone.]
I thought you'd given up smoking for a second there. Hah.
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You know you deserved it.
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[She even believes him.]
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