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... ed dramatically, color returning to her frozen cheeks. "The latte's perfect. If only we had cookies."
"Twist it, dip it, lick it." Heavenly Dog's eyes glazed over at the thought.
"Have you considered," Liao Liao rummaged through her backpack with a knowing smile, "that I might have a box of black and white cookies, but didn't offer because I thought you wouldn't want any?"
"Cool," three voices chorused.
They gathered closer to the fire, coffee and cookies in hand, ...
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