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"Sweetums. Your turn, Rich."
"Honey."
"Love, lovie, darling. Think of something original."
"Cupcake?"
"Better." Methos nodded. Looked down at the toe of his boot. Smiled.
"Babydoll."
Rich pulled a face. "I don't think so."
"Sure. Fine. Whatever." Methos gave the youth a sidelong glance.
"Pookie."
"Barf!"
"Doesn't count."
"Ha ha. Lemme think." They strolled on several yards before inspiration struck. "Cupid doll."
"Sorry, kid. That's kewpie doll. But don't fret, pet. You get a prize anyway." Methos dug in his pocket and came up with said prize. He handed it to Rich.
"It...it's a..."
"Chocolate dick. Happy Valentine, Valentine."
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