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[almightythirst]

Hey there, stranger. Don't think I gotta explain the situation: you called, I didn't pick up. Leave me a message and maybe I'll get back to you.

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[cashe]

I think we can both agree that it is a possibility.

[ If nothing else, she would certainly try. So it really was in Deerington's better interests to keep her happy. ]

Yeah. That's fair. Right now, we just gotta focus on Thanksgiving, and keepin' our girl happy.

[almightythirst]

I think we can manage that, between the two of us. All it'll take is a deep fryer, a turkey, and a fire extinguisher in case it all goes south.

[cashe]

I am pretty sure that B.O.B. has one of those built in actually.

[almightythirst]

I might vaguely remember this from a night out drinking... y'know, one of the ones that ended in arson.

[cashe]

Oh right! That little bar on the outside of Oro Valley. They certainly didn't want us comin' back.

[almightythirst]

What do you think was the final straw: the arson, the barfight, or the hole we put in the roof?

[cashe]

To be honest darlin', I don't know which came first. I was gettin' pretty cozy with Jack that night and it is all a blur.

[almightythirst]

Guess it doesn't matter in the end. Banned is banned. So long as we keep the Thanksgiving celebrations a little less enthusiastic than that, I think we'll be golden.

[cashe]

Everyone is too afraid to ban me these days, so I got pretty much free rein.

But I think a simple and small dinner with our nearest and dearest is best. So let's make that happen.

[almightythirst]

Sounds like a plan, sugar. We'll make it a good one this year.