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[annnd guess who's awake, and hungry and...could probably use a bath. Lulu's taking a few steps around fononfailure's place. It's dark too so he feels pretty comfortable depsite being in a new place. He can see moonlight coming through a window and it intrigues him. Turning, he'll take veeeeeeeery careful ste-nevermind he just fell over face first] Ah!

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...Do you see anything you want?

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...

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...Just let me do it, okay? Point to what you want... [carefully takes the carton from him, setting it down for now]

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...I don't know what that is... But okay. [carefully pulls it out and sets it on the floor so it can be opened]

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Cake?

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Kind of... It's pie.

You want to try some?

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Yeah, it is. It's like cake...

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Like cake!

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We can see what flavor it is, okay?

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Okay!

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[goes to get a knife so he can cut it]

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[carefully starts cutting it]

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...What's wrong?

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...I'm not going to hurt you. I'm just getting you some pie...

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...

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[finishes quickly and brings him a piece]

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......mm! Pie good!

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Yeah, it is. [cuts himself a piece]

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...What? [just stares, not understanding]