Elsie: Slurrrrrp. You look tasty.
Elsie: Oh! What was that?
Elsie: Hrrmm.. false alarm. So yeah.. back to you. Were you thinking of offering me some treats?
No? Why not? I'm a really, really, *really* good girl...
Oh fine. Don't give me treats then. I'll just go back to Fred. Least he likes me..
Elsie: Hey Fred, I'm starving here. You got any snacks on ya? A bone or some such?
Fred: Maybe. What's in it for me?
Elsie: You'll get first dibs on cuddles tonight if you let me at that bone you're sitting on.
Fred: Oh ok then. That's a fair trade.
Elsie: Great! Oh crap she's just spotted us. Quick! Pretend you don't have anything so that mum won't suspect anything.
Fred: I don't think it's going to work.
Elsie: Sure it will.
Fred: Ok then.
Elsie: There's nothing going on here. Go about your way.
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