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[stupetballs]

[Oh that is ... a face. Stop ruining her birthday cake, Wynonna! She looks down at the cake and frowns.]

I would appreciate that. Because I especially don't want any of that.

[middlefinger]

(sorry she'll try to be....less the way she is...)

I'll make sure no one feeds you Soylent Green, I promise. But this cake, I am pretty sure is safe.

[cowman]

( Soylent Green, Wynonna? )

It is. No ersatz ingredients. I personally oversaw preparation.

[stupetballs]

Thank you.

[That makes her feel much better about this particular cake, anyway, that she will quickly divvy into pieces, as well as getting the coffee going.]

Both of you. This was really sweet.

[middlefinger]

Anything for you, Waves.

(she takes the plate of cake.)

I know all you ever wanted was for your family to celebrate your birthday -- and this is way overdue -- but I'm glad you like it.

[cowman]

( doc didn't want .. he takes the cake with a friendly half-smile. ) Thank you.

( coffee, please. )

How can we not celebrate? Our angel.

[stupetballs]

[Coffee is coming! And she can also think of a few reasons they might not, given that they're in Hell, but she's happy to do it all the same.

And with that, they will enjoy their cake and a very happy birthday was had. /scene?]