"What? Dude, no!" Anders exclaimed as his face turned bright red. He laughed sheepishly. "I just meant . . . I'm jealous you have an excuse to go to all that effort, is all."
"Good, 'cause if you do? I will kick your ass," Anders promised. There was a smile on his face, but the way his arms were crossed over his chest might have hinted that he meant it.
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He kept up the pose for a moment or two, then shook his head. "Geez. Am I taking this way too seriously or what?"
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Foiled again, dammit.