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4. "Cookies? You're bribing me with cookies? I mean, they're good, but not that good."


"And what is this supposed to be?" Sam asked, raising an eyebrow suspiciously.

"'Supposed to be'? It isn't ' supposed to be ' anything... Can't I just do something nice for my boyfriend every once in awhile?"

"I'm still not letting you fly in the suit."

"Oh please Sam?"

"No, (Y/N), I mean... cookies, really? You're bribing me with cookies! I mean, they're good, but not that good." He paused. "Oh no no no, don't do that little thing with the pouty face, it ain't gonna work on me..."

"Dangit... Worth a shot anyway."

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