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"Inferior, my ass." Cameron chucks a paper napkin at John.

"I'm much better looking," John says, batting his eyelashes.

"Everyone knows you're the pudgy one and I've got the better body," Cameron argues.

"Get some new jokes," John laughs and throws a piece of pot piet at Cameron.

"Work out," Cameron wrinkled his nose. "Dude," he picks up a piece of tomato from his pizza and throws it at John.

"I work out plenty," John says and picks the tomato from his shirt. "You stained my shirt, yo!"

"My heart bleeds," Cameron snagged John's napkin and cleaned the pot piet from his shoulder.

"If your hearts's bleeding, you shoud go to the clinic," John says. "That might be bad."

"Only if you come with me to hold my hand," Cameron rolls his eyes.

"I don't like you like that," John says sadly. "Our babies would be ugly."

"What do you mean, they'd look like us. Our babies would be cute and they'd have blue eyes and I'd totally make them go to the gym so they don't look after you too much." Cameron says.

John stares. "You've...thought about our children that we will never have?"

"Yeah, every morning." Cameron says dead serious.

"Then I think we should break up," John says. "For the good of us both."

"Oh harsh, dude. I'm never getting over this," Cameron tries to sound dramatic, but it's hard to keep from laughing.

"It'll be tough," John says, nodding, "but I think you'll survive. We can still be friends."

"That's good to know," Cameron says, but he's not laughing anymore.

"What?" John looks warily at Cameron. "Did I say something wrong?"

"No," Cameron shakes his head and pushes his plate away. "Just me being stupid."

"What's the problem?"

"Nothing, no problem." He rubs his fingers over his brow as if trying to clear the headache. "Just, Vala decided that we apparently don't have enough to say to each other to remain friends. I guess she wants a clean break."

John frowns. "Dude. That sucks. You know I was kidding right? We're friends forever and I know that sounds corny and girly so if you make fun of me I am dumping my pot piet on your head."

"I know," Cameron shakes his head but grins. "I also hope you were kidding about the breaking up part."

"Like I could ever quit you," John says dramatically.

"We've got a special lookalike kind of love going," Cameron agrees.