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[msrewind]

She gets the note just before lunch. She's in the PHQ in less than twenty minutes, then she knocks on Piggot's door politely.

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[thinkering]

"Is the answer 'birthday sex'."

[mrglam]

"It's a possible answer."

[thinkering]

"One of many, huh?"

[mrglam]

"It's one I particularly like."

[thinkering]

"But is it your favorite?"

[mrglam]

"Of the options that have appeared so far in my mind, yes!"

[thinkering]

"Hmmm, should we spend a while thinking up other possibilities just in case this one isn't the optimal one?"

[mrglam]

"We could, or we could also do this one and if we come up with something better we can stop and go do that instead."

[thinkering]

"But I hate being interrupted, Sadde."

[mrglam]

"Then we can do it after we're done."

[thinkering]

"All right then." And she puts her helmet on for the stroll to his room.

[mrglam]

Eeeee! They stroll to his room- or rather, she might stroll, he's floating.

[thinkering]

And birthday sex ensues!

[mrglam]

It does! Eeeee!

"I haven't been able to think of something better to do. Have you?"

[thinkering]

"No, not really."

[mrglam]

"Well, then, I suppose we could cuddle here until we do."

[thinkering]

"Okay."

[mrglam]

Ee! Cuddling!

[thinkering]

Mmmm, cuddling.

[mrglam]

"So, I've been thinking..."

[thinkering]

"You? Really?"

[mrglam]

He pokes his tongue out at her.

[thinkering]

She giggles. "What've you been thinking?"

[mrglam]

"About what to do about the Slaughterhouse Nine."

[thinkering]

"Real cozy pillow talk. Come up with anything?"