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Today, Stark sits at the bar enjoying something entirely new to him again.

He has frosting on his fingers and mouth, as he has been eating some chocolate-frosted cupcakes in a rather uncivilized manner.

"Sugar, sugar!" he says, nearly enraptured in glee. "Why did Crichton not talk more of this?"

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[will_scarlett]

"I'm na sure if we will, sir."

[mysideyourside.livejournal.com]

"Most races only seem to find peace when they have another to turn their aggressions upon," Stark says. "It is a sad law of the universe."

[will_scarlett]

"Aye, sir, all seem made for fightin'."

[mysideyourside.livejournal.com]

"It is a pity they aren't made for making things of sugar," Stark says, a snigger bursting from his lips.

[will_scarlett]

Will's quiet again and drinks his tea not having a good response.