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Who: kisses and kissers
Where: #poll / the hotel and near it
When: Day 72, afternoon

[ Your phone buzzes. it looks like it's from #poll, just like before: ]

Producers: I know you guys are busy, buuuuut
Producers: You got another goal! Sooo!
Producers: For 300,000 points, you can get something - or someplace! - nice. Maybe you want a spa? A cute cafe? Whatever it is, it'll be shared by your community, isn't that nice? And you get to choose what it is, too!
Producers: Suggest a location here, and we'll send an official poll sometime soon. You know how it goes!
Producers: Maybe a new kissing spot?
:)

[ You can use this post for a general mingle in and around the hotel if you wish! ]

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I'm disappointed in them, nobody told me you had a sweets preference! I would have made you something before if I knew.

Take a wild guess then.

Hmmm.... Is it some kind of tart?

No, those aren't bad though.

[Taps his chin thoughtfully]

But not your favourite? Something else then... What about a yoghurt?

Closer.

Oh, really? Um! Then, maybe something like, a custard, or a jelly, or a pudding...

Got it!

Ah! Which one?

Pudding. The best one.

Aah, naturally. Then next time, I'll make you a pudding.

Ah, you don't have to make anything!

I know I don't have to.

[Handing him a piping bag of red icing.]

Mori's already busy enough without making pudding too.

[Taking the icing bag]

Ah, maybe you think I won't be able to make it right?

[Filling another one up with green icing and getting to decorating.]

That's not it and you know it.

[Reaches over to poke his side]

[TICKLISH. Squeaks, jumping away, probably spilling the icing he was piping on the counter]

Hey! Anyway, didn't I tell you I liked baking things? So why can't I bake something for you?

What kind of noise was that?

Ah, if you want to, I guess it's fine.

Fine! Good, I will!

[Takes a step closer again and elbows him.]

It was the noise of someone whose decorating you just ruined, hurry up and help out.

[Shoulder bumps him back]

Okay, okay. Focusing now, promise.

Good, I'm counting on you.

[Trying to fix the cookie he just messed up on.]

[Getting to work then]

[Sparing a glance over to see how Silver's doing, and if he's really as bad at decorating as he said.

Mori himself is a little cack-handed and any precision decorating is going to look rough.]

[Doing okay, but definitely not an expert by any means]

Is that okay? Or am I just totally messing this up?

Not at all, they look good. I'm almost disapopinted, you promised me so bad it was impressive, what an exaggeration.