Date: 2010-01-24 08:15 am (UTC)
Christine took a deep breath and looked at Spock properly. She still felt horrible about taking advantage of Spock, but if Spock truly had no regrets...perhaps everything would be all right.

"What do you mean?" she asked, mostly to fill the silence, because she couldn't bring herself to care about the specifics. Clearly the cinnamon was quite potent, probably more so than chocolate. However, Christine had no intention of getting either substance near to a Vulcan ever again, if she could help it.
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