“No chocolate fountains in sight,” Dave said, snapping his fingers in an “aww-shucks” kind of way. “Good. I was thinking about it and I’m terrified of ants. Being covered in chocolate would attract ants, and that does not seem like a fun idea.” “How are you afraid of ants?” “I just can’t trust anything that has eyes too small to look into. I don’t know what they’re thinking. They could be plotting my demise and I’d have no idea.” “You’re adorable.” “Don’t patronize me, ants are a legitimate thing to be afraid of. All those legs. Have you seen an up-close picture of one? That’s the stuff of
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