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So, I hear we've had some rooming rearrangements. Anyone new to the third floor?

I hope you'll allow me to welcome you with a delicious slice of pineapple upsidedown cake. ... Actually, I had to turn it rightside-up. There was a small oven accident. But! Still delicious.

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Oo! I've been here a little over a week, but I'm on the third floor and fairly new. Do I get cake?

Sure! It's cutting it close, but I say it counts.

You'd be... [pause, remembering which nameplates are new] Anya, right?

Yay! I like cake.

Yes, that's me! And who are you, pineapple-cake guy?

Me too. Hence the baking of it.

Thank you, psychic gift. I'm Shawn.

...You have cake?

I do now.

But you, my friend, are not a new neighbor!

So? I'm a neighbor though.

[dramatic sigh]

Oh, fine. Seeing as I only have one taker at the moment, go ahead and be a cakehog.

I want a piece, Shawn,

That does NOT make me a cakehog.

It does if it's a big piece.

I won't take a big piece.

Fine.

Come and get it then.

Fine.

I'll be right over.

[dictated with his mouth full]

I'll be waiting. With cake.

[TIMESKIP and then Gus is walking into Shawn's room without knocking 8D]

So... You made pineapple rightside up cake?

[defensively]

Yes.

...Rightside up, huh?

Yes.

This side happened to look better after I spi-- after it finished baking.

Is it really any good?

Uhh, duh!

Then give me a piece.

[grudgingly, Shawn cuts off a medium slice of cake and sticks it on a plate]

Here.

Thanks.

[Takes the cake and then takes a bite]

...This isn't very good cake Shawn.

[horrified]

Whaaat? What are you talking about? It's amazing! I've finally perfected the recipe!

It's really bland.

It's bursting with flavor! Bursting, Gus!

No it's not!

Yes. It is.

If you're going to be so ungrateful, you don't have to eat it. I have plenty of hungry neighbors, who I'm sure will appreciate my cooking.

I'm serious Shawn! It's bland!

Is not! You can practically smell the pineapple oozing off of it.

My Super Sniffer isn't picking it up.

So actually, it isn't.

I told you to stop calling it-- Dude, I can smell it from here. Your nose must be broken.

My Super Sniffer is NOT broken!

Oh really? I'm trying a new brand of hair gel. What's in it?

I'm not sniffing your head Shawn

At what point did I say "sniff my head"? Please, enlighten me. The bottle's over there, I'll just cover up the label.

...Fine.

[at which point Shawn walks over to the dresser, takes a tall plastic bottle off of it and wraps a spare sock around it]

Sniff away.

[He sniffs at it for a while before looking at Shawn with a frown]

I don't smell anything... It must be scentless.

[slowly uncovers the label which has something akin to "NEW FRESH SCENT" on it]

[And Gus just stares at the bottle. He actually probably looks like a beaten puppy because omg his Super Sniffer ; ; ]

It-- Oh, dude. [awkwardly pats his shoulder] You'll find a new talent.

[Gus just stays quiet. Because... Omg Super Sniffer]

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