Lia: no, no, I'm sorry. Siren dragged me behind red tape... I hate that, I'm behind it more than I like. *kisses cheek* I get moody after, but cookies. Can you get the flour down for me? I promise one day I'll learn.

Aless: are we going to run out of ammo? 

Atty: *nods* sounds like a plan. *goes to get chairs*