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[hostage]

[Hooray, Jesse is finally awake and home after his half-week holiday with hookers and meth. This of course means he's looking extra groggy, red around the eyes, and not exactly the most cheerful. Which makes the following message a little dissonant:]

Hey, so... - Hey, hi, I'm Jesse. If you're new.

Anyway, um, I know I talked to a few of you earlier about maybe some baking lessons? I was thinking probably, since in a couple weeks we'll have a whole 'nother shipment of new guys, we'll practice making cookies for 'em.

Some of you saw me this last time, right? I had like this whole setup with a tent? I was thinking we could do that again, but bigger this time. Or if you don't wanna be out in the cold all day, we could set up in the lobby downstairs, like right when people come in to find their units? I dunno. I'm just thinking out loud.

Anybody into that, though? Like on the 28th or something we get together and make some cookies? Assuming nobody bombs us or anything.

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[reassures]

I would like to help if I can. I plan to be there most of the day regardless.

[hostage]

Yeah? That'd be awesome, Nill. You're better at this stuff than I am.

[reassures]

It's been awhile since I baked anything, but I still remember some recipes. I wouldn't mind showing other people how to do it if they don't know how.

[hostage]

Awesome. You'll be my official assistant.

[reassures]

That sounds like a promotion.

[Joking, of course. She could use the distraction.]

[hostage]

Oh my god. I guess it is, isn't it?

[reassures]

I've never had one before. I'll do my best.

[hostage]

I have complete faith in you.

[reassures]

Thank you.