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[coppelganger]

[today, Sarah is knocking at both Alison and Cosima's doors, looking pretty bummed, her hands in the pockets of her jacket.]

Oi, open up.

Comments

[doubleblind]

Thanks, man. Ready to celebrate?

[subourbon]

You're sure this is something you want to celebrate?

[doubleblind]

Positive. And didn't Sarah tell you? Felix would want us to celebrate his ticket out of here too.

[subourbon]

Well, I'll let you two do the celebrating. I'm sticking with my sobriety.

[doubleblind]

Pot wasn't one of your vices...

[subourbon]

That's not how this works, Cosima.

[doubleblind]

Come on. You can't just sit there and watch us get high. That's no fun.

[subourbon]

I can always just go back to my room.

[doubleblind]

[sobers for a second]

Please, don't.

[subourbon]

I'm not going to "get high" with you two. I am a mother.

[doubleblind]

So's Sarah.

[subourbon]

I'm not interested, Cosima.

[doubleblind]

... I won't push it if you're that against the idea.

[subourbon]

Well, I appreciate that.

[doubleblind]

But I'd be thrilled if you changed your mind.

[subourbon]

I'm sure you would be.

[doubleblind]

The cookies are really, really good.

[subourbon]

Did Eugene make them?

[doubleblind]

Uh... No?

[subourbon]

... you made them?

[doubleblind]

I told you Eugene was teaching me how to cook.

[is that a yes? not really]

[subourbon]

... okay, well, I guess it couldn't hurt to try one.

[doubleblind]

To celebrate my year anniversary, right?

[handing over the container of cookies]

[subourbon]

I still don't see why that's something you want to celebrate.

[taking a cookie and eating it]

[doubleblind]

[THEY ARE DELICIOUS because Eugene made them]

It's been a good year, uh, overall.