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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.

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[subourbon]

I will try my best.

[polishing off that second cookie]

[doubleblind]

... I think you'll manage. You like the cookies, huh?

[subourbon]

They're pretty good. I might have to ask Eugene for a recipe.

[doubleblind]

Uh... You know they're not just normal cookies, right?

[subourbon]

[already eating her third one]

Hm?

[doubleblind]

Alison, put down the cookie.

[subourbon]

I'm not done with it yet.

[doubleblind]

You're done.

Like I said, those aren't normal cookies.

[subourbon]

[... cramming the rest of the cookie into her mouth]

[doubleblind]

... You're already completely baked, aren't you.

[subourbon]

[pffffttt]

No, no, you're the one that baked the cookies, remember?

[doubleblind]

Not that kind of baked...

[subourbon]

I have no idea what you're talking about.

[doubleblind]

You're high.

[subourbon]

What? No, I'm not! I didn't smoke anything.

[doubleblind]

Right. And I haven't been smoking because of my cough. That's why we've been making those cookies.

[subourbon]

[staring dreamily at another cookie]

They're so moist. Moist. Muh-muh-muh-moist. That's a really great word.

[doubleblind]

[closing the container]

I'm cutting you off.

[subourbon]

... why?

[doubleblind]

Because these are really strong, man.

[subourbon]

But I'm hungry.

[doubleblind]

I'll get you a different snack, okay?

[subourbon]

[BIG PUT-UPON SIGH]

Fine.

[doubleblind]

Ice cream or popcorn?

[subourbon]

It doesn't matter anyway.