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Thanksgiving dinner, Cafeteria, Thursday early evening

Anyone who arrived in the cafeteria for Thanksgiving dinner would find the tables arranged in the best way possible to allow as many people to speak to each other as possible, and also covered in rust-colored tablecloths. And turkey confetti. In fact, the whole place was decked out in autumny orange and gold and reddish brown hues, including the centerpieces. Very warm and inviting and pretty, and thanks to the kitchen, it smelled great. All in all, the place looked very nice, and the food would actually be edible when it was time to eat.

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"Officially all the more reason to make the most of this one," she decided, nodding firmly.

"Figured out what you're going to do with the rest of your extra long weekend yet?" She paused a beat before adding, "Sleeping almost the entire time is not allowed." New holiday rule.

"Haven't even thought about it," he admitted. "What about you?"

"So far the main suggestion seems to be shop," Angela replied. "Outside of that, I haven't decided either."

"Yeah, no shopping for me," he said and laughed. "Not my thing. And there's no way I'll wake up early tomorrow to go and spend money."

"Probably the more sensible idea," Angela admitted. Not that that would stop her. "But I'm not all that sensible most of the time." Wouldn't it be boring if she was?

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"I'm getting that," he said and snickered. "Bring me back something nice."

Angela nodded. "Will do," she confirmed. "I have no idea what right now, but I'm sure I can come up with something."

"Nothing with glitter," he said. "And nothing pink, ew."

"Aw, but I've heard such good things about glitter," she teased.

"If you've heard what I've heard then no," he said and shook his head.

"You say that, but I've seen and heard otherwise," she said with a hint of amusement. "And glitter is very festive."

"You want to watch me kiss another guy?" Hannibal asked, amused.

"Already seen it," Angela admitted. Like she hadn't caught that at homecoming.

"When?" he asked.

"Kissing booth," Angela replied. "And you can't claim that was in any way glitter induced."

"You were watching my booth?" he asked, laughing.

"Not watching," she corrected. "But I was in the area at times." Totally not watching. She had people to make out with too.

"If you saw who I was kissing, you were watching something," he pointed out.

"There are certain things that catch the eye," she told him in explanation.

"What else did you see?" Hannibal wondered.

"I wasn't exactly taking notes," she pointed out. "I had my own things to be doing."

"But yet you saw me kissing other guys," he said. "Funny, that."

Angela shrugged innocently.

"What can I say?"

"You can say that you were watching," he answered.

"Bits of it," she made sure to point out. Which was kind of an admission.

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