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“What? Me? Tense? Whatever would give you that idea?” she asked, threatening to spray him with the fire extinguisher before putting it away. “I’m not the one expecting a baby at the ripe old age of… what, two hundred now? Sure you’re not freaking out yet?”
Damon played into her empty threat, he pretended to be frightened of her very scary fire extinguisher. “I wasn’t. I happen to only freak out about it when I think about it, thank you.”












