He laughs, a real belly laugh, at her pride. He's gotta admit they're the best brownies he can remember tasting. But he knows even it won't put him to sleep -- not unless she put crushed up sleeping pills in -- but it's nice to feel some form of comfort.
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3/6/16 04:06 (UTC)"You've got some tricks, I gotta admit."
A pause, then:
"Got any that'll block out dreams?"