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aye aye campfire ; early thursday morning.
Sawyer had gone and bought some nice breakfast food for his non-existant cabinmates, he had spent some money on some nice doughnuts, some biscuits, orange juice and breakfast sausages if you wanted to cook them over the fire. Now all he needed was...people to eat this crap. Sighing, he plops himself down by the campfire and starts cooking a sausage.
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"That sounds like a good idear. 'Women: The new form of rehab.' " Grinning, he pours them both a cup of orange juice.
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"What about.." Shaky words, "About some eyeliner? Wouldn't that hurt if one poked that in one's eye?" Squinting at her.
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She concentrated on her sausage again for a moment. "I am doubting the existance of this weapon of yours. Nothing can defeat the power of well placed eyeliner, after all."
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