[Cake! Hell... yes. If Lalli notices this dream magic—which, let's be real, he doesn't—he's not about to say anything; he just accepts that plate before, like, settling back into the couch, because now we have two threads where they're just chillin' on some comfortable furniture. Hmm.]
Bread.
[It's just a matter-of-fact statement, because there's always bread to be found in the kitchen... if you're sneaky. Anyway, let him swipe off a bit of icing and taste it, just to make sure everything is fine, before he picks up the entire piece of cake like the heathen that he is. Let him... chomp.]
They should give us more money. [Like that's totally an option here, but hold on.] ...Or we can work. Somewhere.
[Scouting is always in HIGH DEMAND! Never mind that he has no idea how to go about getting a job himself... tell him about your exciting job hunt, Emil.]
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Bread.
[It's just a matter-of-fact statement, because there's always bread to be found in the kitchen... if you're sneaky. Anyway, let him swipe off a bit of icing and taste it, just to make sure everything is fine, before he picks up the entire piece of cake like the heathen that he is. Let him... chomp.]
They should give us more money. [Like that's totally an option here, but hold on.] ...Or we can work. Somewhere.
[Scouting is always in HIGH DEMAND! Never mind that he has no idea how to go about getting a job himself... tell him about your exciting job hunt, Emil.]